The things the Callen Lorde delivery guy gets away with by being the hottest man who ever lived.

French /tttt/ girl as three other trans women walk by: hon hon hon.

The nice thing about being a polyamorous trans woman in love with a monogamous trans woman who just started dating a straight cis woman is that it’s hard to tell who fucked up worse here.

At least theoretically (I fell off a bit there while I was more actively recovering from surgery).

Was idly poking around at images of Hermaphroditus statues and was struck by how weirdly shy and coy photographs of them are about her junk from institutions not exactly embarrassed by images of pensis. Transmisogynistic erotics of disclosure everywhere for those with eyes to see I guess lol.

It's so funny how every aspect of his agenda that would have incidentally improved human health would require challenging industry, so instead you get tanning beds for children and deregulating pesticides from the 1890s that give you eye socket cancer.

I’m seeing a lot of “well no hate to him, he’s doing his best,” but honestly, I think a little bit of hate for the repressing scab is ok actually!

Well that’s new lol.

I'm not sure what you guys were expecting. That looks like Christopher Nolan Directs Homer's Odyssey to me.

See the thing that’s really not fair about going mildly insane with health anxiety bordering on hypochondria for a couple of weeks is that eventually it will probably but not necessarily be why you’re having sudden random chest pains.

Degradation is too easy; who wants to be pressed into the searing exposure of taking delight in yourself?

I'm going to keep a little thread of my movie night spreads (I give everyone three options and they vote on which one they want to watch), just because I've had a lot of fun curating them.

What is Daniel Craig's deal man? Is he the most bi man in a straight marriage who ever lived or is he just the first documented case of autohomophilia?

I’m allowed outside again.

Scratched a SWERF and you’d be *shocked* by what I found underneath.

I've been recovering from one kind of surgery or another for like four and half months straight and I'm losing my miiiind. I want to sit in a cafe and write! I want to have the energy to finish my album! Play a show! I want to SMOOCH!

Hey loves! They're turning my shit inside out next month (aaaAAAAA) and I'm gonna need a little help — it would mean sooo much if you could support and share my fundraiser to help this fruity little doll afford supplies and food and rent while in recovery and unable to work 💕 gofund.me/e6521596f 🏳️‍⚧️

I had bottom surgery last month, and then four days after I got home my darling little boy Grumpy passed away from cancer (also somewhere in the middle there we found out my wife’s ex “inadvertently” stole $7k from us over the a few months). Just holding onto my dilation schedule for dear life.

Oh damn I kinda hated Bugonia.

“Cope, seethe, dilate” is actually a just a helpful reminder.

Watching a bunch of old Met Opera streams while recovering from surgery. They interview the singers between acts, and it's weirdly like watching interviews with athletes in their (almost) uniform inability to account for what they’re doing or articulate anything insightful about it

Sometimes I feel nostalgic for life in 2018 or so, and then I’ll remember specifically thinking one random night back then, “I bet someday I’ll be nostalgic for this time in my life, and I’ll be a stupid bitch because this sucks and I’m miserable.”

Think this is my last roll of Fujicolor for a bit, wished at times I had a more neutral (or at least a less green) film for this post-snow day at Prospect Park. Still pretty happy with how these came out.

I think it’s really funny, and characteristic of this site’s particular brand of malevolent online psychosis, that this person is a Zionist.

Need to develop monomania stat.

Siegfried is the weakest of the Ring Cycle because its focus is on the one person in the cycle who is not actively suicidal (its best scene is the one where Wotan is ideating).

Prospect Park was so stunning today. I shot a roll of film too I’m eager to get developed, but even iPhone pictures capture some of it.

It's been a long time since I've read it, so I can't say how well it holds up, but if people still read, I feel like Galatea 2.2 would be having a real moment right now.

Do NOT bifurcate your torso, revealing a horrible legged Pac-Man which devours your lingering head. DO have terrible posture.

MAGA is now essentially a content creation service, producing snuff films of libs/lefties and minorities being brutalized and murdered for the titillation of degenerates to watch while licking their pig lips on the couch they’ll someday die in and remain undiscovered for weeks.

I did a lot of fashion rabbit holing and online thrifting while I was cooped and stir crazy in recovery and now I’m fiiiiinally able to wear it all out.

Companies often attempt to create demand to meet their products rather than the other way around, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like how unrelentingly AI companies (and those who blindly over-invested in them) are trying to grind down a square hole to fit their circle.

I’m about six weeks out, so still really early with quite a lot of swelling, but I’m finally starting to see my some of my FFS results ✨

Four weeks post FFS today and it’s amazing how many gradations of “getting there” there are. Zeno’s puffy face.

Extremely wilded out and bought a mid century oil painting on credit by a trans woman named Michel-Marie Poulain. I felt totally insane as I was doing it, but now I’m really excited. The moment I saw it I felt like it had to be in the hands of a doll (it was also objectively cheap for what it is)

Early FFS recovery is such a. annoying rerun of the emotional dynamics of early transition. All of my anxieties are clichés and I just have to wait and and not be insane about it and trust that from the cocoon of my vaguely alarming face something pretty is going to spring over the course of a year.

Reading Adorno for the first time and was not prepared for just how much of a crank he is about jazz. Like not remotely convincingly either, just constantly trying to gotcha jazz. (He’s even worse about film).

Have had a melody stuck in my head all morning and just realized to my horror it’s the bizarre duet between Zoe Saldaña and the Israeli surgeon in Emilia Pérez.

Going in for FFS today. Wish me luck! See you on the other side of pretty purgatory.

Just got the digital files back for the first role of film I've shot in like, 20 years and I'm really happy with them!

Nvm, just had a hookup that fixed me, we’re so back etc.

I’m doing so bad man lol.

Riley Gaines perfectly articulating the logic of trans sports bans as a wedge and why it's not an issue we can give up on without leaving ourselves deeply vulnerable to far more significant attacks.

Fun question for me here is what are the qualities of a good test order. I used to judge cocktail bars by their Manhattan, because it’s just basic and formal enough and just open enough to being totally fucked up (someone once served me bourbon with club soda on ice in a collins glass) to do a read.

Randomly decided to look up my second biggest closet case of a pre-transition ex, found the joint Facebook account she has with her cop husband that he controls. She’s got two kids and two of the deadest eyes I’ve ever seen. It’s bleak.

Sometimes I read the Facebook comments on my hometown newspaper’s Facebook because I hate myself, and amid fights under a story about a family with a trans kid fleeing NH there’s this woman who’s like “shame she isn’t into horseback riding; riding horseback puts one above such riffraff concerns”

Does she have her shit together emotionally, or does she just have a thrifty but warm sense of interior decorating? (She’s just good at decorating.)

Hm, probably not great that after several months of agonizing over trying to get my life back on track I’ve spent the last three weeks relapsing into sloth and scatterbrained reactivity and bad habits.

There’s a perfect ratio of being online that makes and keeps you sane. No one hits it exactly, but if you’re too far from it in either direction you get computer madness.

New glasses Wednesday.