Although I was originally raised here, I moved to the States when I was young. I spent most of my life in California's San Francisco Bay Area, but due to all those little twists and turns in the road, I've found my way back home.
I don't know a soul around these parts. My closest comrade at the moment is a teddy bear named Mr. Boo. I sense I may be getting a little too emotionally involved, and it's time to branch out before things sour.
Prospective friends, just think of how you'll be the envy of all your peers for being edgy and hip enough to associate with a heavily tattooed transsexual. The public appearances alone will cause you to be renowned within the community. Don't squander this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Carpe diem, people of Nova Scotia... carpe diem!
I'd really much rather it be my smile.
Films: Stalker, The Decalogue, Delicatessen, The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari, 2001: A Space Odyssey, Woman in the Dunes, Lawrence of Arabia, Fitzcarraldo, Baraka, Songs from the Second Floor, Brazil, The Cook the Thief his Wife and her Lover, Dead Ringers and Sergio Leone's "Man Without a Name" trilogy
Music: Pink Floyd, Iron Maiden, Bad Religion, Muse, Frank Zappa, Jethro Tull, Rush, Fields Of The Nephilim, Al Stewart, Primus, Beethoven, Shostakovich, Scriabin... and Weird Al's originals.
2. Estrogen. Hands down, my all-time favorite pill. And I've taken a lot of pills in my day.
4. Sleeping with somebody's arm around me, feeling their chest rise and fall and listening to the sound of their heartbeat.
For the record, in terms of my sexual orientation I identify as straight. I understand that the politics of this may seem confusing to the uninitiated, but this means that I date straight males. Bisexual men are fine, provided that I'm being fully accepted as a woman. Sorry ladies, I know how much you wanted a piece of this. Can't we just be friends? ;)