I'm going to be back for some time now that I'm working, but I am still largely without transport, which means I normally have to rely on LRT or taxi's to get anywhere. Which usually means I'll be hideously unpunctual. I've had my heart broken a bunch of times, but bless it, it's a little scrapper and now that it's gotten some water on its face and some fresh cloth wrapped around its knuckles, it's ready for another round. Stay down, kid!
I love trans and genderqueer issues, and the idea of true morphological democracy in our lifetime is hopeful and promising. I'm interested in gay things, and nonmonogamy in general, as well Lacanian psychoanalysis, marxism, and anything that offers a workable alternative to capitalism. I try to trip on acid once or twice every year to re-evaluate where I am in relation to the precipice. I want to be an uncaring picaresque, and have a John Waters mustache, to be well-read and much-loved. I want to tumble downhill with all my friends and know it's okay before we hit the bottom. I love puns and I always try to end on a joke, so I feel badly that I couldn't fit one in here. And I've got a Moominpappa tattoo.
I am sketching, concerned, and (de)constructing