TDoR 8:11 PM
Today is the eleventh annual Transgender Day of Rememberance. Each year, we memorialize those transpeople who have died from hatred or prejudice. And each year, we add more names to the list. Because on average, one transperson dies each month.
I long for the year when we can say “We don’t need to memorialize another death this time.” But I don’t see that happening anytime soon…
SCC 7:48 PM
Either I feel like writing about the Southern Comfort Conference as soon as it’s over, or I end up waiting a while. It is not a matter of how much fun I had, rather what sort of mood I am in after the convention. This year? I went through some ups and downs and I’m in kind of a mid point so…
Observations from SCC 2009:
* We are finally getting used to the Crowne Plaza, which I still want to call “the new hotel.” I still miss the old venue (Sheraton Colony Square, now the W Atlanta Midtown). It was in a good location, within either walking distance to places or a relatively short drive. The Crowne Plaza is on the northwest side of Atlanta and while there is a great mall across the road (Perimeter Mall) and stores and places to eat within a short drive, everything else requires a drive on the Interstate or GA400. And rush hour in Atlanta lasts almost all day…
* The convention ended up with about as many memberships as last year. But about 40% of those were new attendees. We need more new people coming to SCC but we need to retain as many of our regulars as possible.
* Driving from Dallas to Atlanta takes about 13 hours. If you don’t have to avoid a flood, that is. I rode with someone this year, and while it was not that bad of a trip, flying is still a better option other than you can carry anything you want in a car. Speaking of cars, not having one sucked-I spent the entire convention either in the hotel or at the mall. I didn’t get to go down to Little Five Points, Outwrite Books, etc.
* I missed a lot of people this year-both who attended and who did not. I regret not being able to catch up with people I don’t get to see anyplace else. Part of this was having too many things going on, and part of it was deciding to spend time with people who I felt comfortable with.
* Only went to one seminar-after telling myself I was going to make as many as possible this year.
* Spent less time with the “pervy” girls this year. Mostly because I can’t fit into a lot of my old stuff and partly because I just haven’t felt connected to that part of me too much lately…
I know I missed something, but that’s all that I can think of right now.
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SCC 7:56 AM
Having a wonderful time, wish you were here :P
SCC 10:58 PM
I’ll be at the Southern Comfort Conference in Atlanta next week, Tuesday evening through Sunday morning. If anyone wants to say hi, please feel free. I’m usually pretty easy to find-look for the nametag that says Zelda Rose, attached to a harried looking person :P
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humor 11:02 PM
It’s “girl” not “gurl.” The plural is “girls,” not “gurlz.” And if someone is over eighteen, they’re not girls anymore, they are women.
It’s “email,” not “fe-mail.” Or “e-mail,” depending on who you ask.
“2” is not the same as “to” or “too,” but it is the same as “two.”
“Come” and “cum” are not the same thing.
A “trannie” is a gearbox on your car. Calling a transgendered person a “tranny” will either get a laugh or your ass whipped. You have been warned.
If you are texting, abbreviations are acceptable. If you are writing an instant message, a blog post, or an email, they are not.
Every word processor has a spell check function. So do most other text entry programs. Please use them.
typing everything in lowercase worked for e.e. cummings. you are not e.e. cummings. it’s an affectation if you use it. that or you’re a submissive, in which case, we’ll talk…
Yes, I use a lot of ellipses. It’s my affectation, live with it. I didn’t say I was perfect…
Class dismissed.
timemachine 8:57 PM
From March 21,2008:
I use Yahoo Messenger for my IM’s, mostly because the vast majority of people I know use it too. And while it’s not perfect, it does work. I’ve also gotten a pretty large “friends” list, too. Most of the people I talk to online are really friends; people who I like and who I have either met in person or hope to someday.
And there’s a few who I won’t, and wonder why I ever “friended” them. They are Tgirls, who I thought were interesting or who contacted me. But after a while, I have realized their needs and mine are not the same.
See, I’m not a whore. Or a madam. My home isn’t a brothel. I am not a dating service, or a tour guide. I don’t do charity work for wayward trannies.
So why is it that people want me to:
* Have sex with them, even when they know I’m married.
* Want me to find them someone who’ll have sex with them.
* Want to come to my house so I can “entertain” them because they can’t in their own home.
* Want me to invite them to come to Dallas and spend time showing them around and “partying.”
* Want me to show them how to shop, dress, do makeup, behave, for nothing more than their gratitude.
Why?
What reason should I have to break up my relationship for you? Why should I find you a sex partner? Why should I bring a stranger to my home because they’re not out to their own spouse? Why should I spend days entertaining you? Why should I teach you when you’re not willing to do the work first?
Because we’re “sisters?” Honey, we didn’t come out of the same womb. Because I somehow owe you? No, I don’t. I owe a debt to those who have helped me-for no other reason than they wanted to. They didn’t ask for anything in return. And I’ve helped trannys who asked but didn’t grab onto me like a leech when I said “Now you do it.”
I’m finding that I am becoming such a cynic.
Oh, there IS a caveat. There are people out there who I’d do anything for. Who I regard as friends, who I care about, and who have shown me kindness through the years. They know me, my life, and would NEVER ask something that I couldn’t do. Those people always have an open invitation to my home, and I’d happily play tour guide because I enjoy their company. And I bet those people know who they are, too.
True friends have my heart. The leeches get my stompy boot.
This was a reaction to a series of requests from people who wanted a “friend” but really wanted a f**k buddy or a free makeover. And I just got mad.
Still mean this one, too.
timemachine 8:51 PM
February 2, 2008:
I’m trying not to be jealous, or act like a bitch, however…
Thank you all for telling me about your adventures and plans to attend all these fabulous events. And when I tell you I can’t go to any of these or meet up with you because a) I have no job and b) I have no disposable income, I’m being honest. Go, have fun, but I can’t, sorry.
Now fuck of and die, okay?
(just kidding)
I was having some issues, and about this time some “friends” were bragging about their trips and adventures and kept commenting how I did not seem to be getting out much. The reason was that I was not working and didn’t have the money to blow on stuff. And I got a bit irritated, so…
I still mean it, though.
timemachine 8:00 AM
From August 28, 2006:
Yahoo sent me a notice that I had violated my terms of service. Of course, they do not tell you WHAT you did. I found out that they have deleted posts from my blog. It is obvious which ones they were, and I imagine it was done because someone was offended by them.
As a result, I am not going to post any entries here until I feel I can do so without risking my Yahoo account. There are other places that I can post comments without censorship…
As of today, I still do not know the exact reason my posts were removed. I know that the ones that were removed were the ones where I reprinted IMs from the clueless. It’s my guess that one of them complained, and instead of asking me to do it, Yahoo gutted my blog.
I had a major explosion over this, then decided that I already had other options. If anything, this blog was the result of Yahoo’s actions. I didn’t post much on 360 beyond this point, and didn’t really post anything publicly (I moved my LiveJournal to friends only status not to much after this) until I decided to create this blog. Whos history I will explore later…
I wish I’d kept those conversations, but I did not.
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timemachine 7:45 AM
This was in response to a comment to one of my IM repostings. From July 8, 2006:
Jesus posted a comment to my 360. Nice of him to take time out of his busy schedule to do that.
Of course, this got wiped out when Yahoo purged my “objectionable content.” Which started my move away from them…
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Catching up with the postman Thursday, Aug 6 2009
comments and internet and posting Zelda Rose 8:12 PM
I haven’t written a lot lately. I had eye surgery two weeks ago, and it will be another week or two before I try applying makeup. The surgery was to remove a cataract; and yes I’m very young to be dealing with them. The plus is that now I have 20/20 vision; the minus is I have to wear reading glasses and use a magnifying mirror to apply eye makeup.
I have not been out in a while, and now I have to wait a bit longer. I really have been going through a bad self-image period, where I feel very…ugly. Eventually I’ll work it out.
I’ve got twenty followers now. Who knew?
The English Lesson has gotten more responses than anything else I’ve posted here. And a few other people have added their own irritations. I’m glad I am not the only one who feels that way…
I am glad that I copied my Yahoo 360 stuff before they killed the service off. It was a service that had promise, but Yahoo never had a clue. And now, Yahoo is not even a search engine anymore.
Oh, and what’s so great about Ping? I’ve used it, and I don’t see that it does much better than Google. The only thing I like so far is that its air travel search also uses Farecast’s price forecasting algorithm. If you’ve never used it, it predicts air fares over time and advises you to buy now or wait for a better price. But I prefer Kayak to search for prices.
And the weather has been blistering hot.
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