Maura's Illuminated Manuscript

Happy-making things:

1. Keeping up with PTA stuff.
2. Having a game at the Abbey that my son and I both want to play.
3. Going to the Merc in my work clothes, which were a little casual but not out of place.
4. Absinthe.
5. Cute, flirtatious bi women. Ahem.
6. Getting a wild hair to join the Friday night Noc Noc posse, and doing so.
7. The Night Kitchen.

I spent part of last night at the Mercury talking with another MTF transsexual about the sex lives of MTFs. Basically, she said, if you're interested in women and you're pre-op, you're screwed out of luck unless you're attracted to other transsexuals. This wasn't news to me; it matches my own observations and really, as unpleasant as that is for us pre-ops, it makes perfect sense. If lesbians were OK with even a dysfunctional natural penis, they wouldn't quite be lesbians.

Bottom line: presentation matters with everyone. I gotta do what I gotta do to get the Grand Snip and otherwise look female, and that doesn't bother me one bit. What's cruel is that the large majority of MTFs don't have the same advantages I do.

Oh, and I'm sorry to say that even some transsexuals tell canards about bisexuals. I guess you and we get to fight it out for next-to-last in the hierarchy of queerdom, and heaven help anyone who's a member of both groups.

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Speaking of presentation, I spent four hours today in Tacoma getting zappy. I even had lunch with Ms. Zappy in the middle of it. A week from today we're doing a six-hour session. Basicaly, I'm doing this to cut down on time & money spent going to Tacoma, plus Ms. Zappy's prices are going up next year.

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PTA excitement continues for "conference week" (parents taking over the school during parent-teacher conferences). Before you tell me I'm out of my cotton pickin' mind, let me point out a few things:

• Nibs & I are collectively required to put in thirty hours of time with the PTA.
• Nibs didn't contribute much last year, and between her health and her recent success in finding work I don't expect her to contribute much this year either.
• No one else stepped forward, and time is of the essence. I was a footsoldier for conference week last year, so I was the best freak for the job.
• I'm also the best freak for the job because they need someone who can drive a computer to automate scheduling: there are multiple activities going on the whole time. Students pick the ones they want on a first come-first served basis, and it's up to us to prevent conflicts and keep the activities within capacity.

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From the Dept. of Heh: my landlord is a drummer in a jazz band. In the garage, to which I have no key, he has a soundproofed practice room with two drum kits that he rents out. Surely some of you can use that information.

(How do I know this if I have no key? I borrowed housemate M2's. I was looking for pliers.)

I met my son's homeroom (or, as they call it at his school, "support group"!) teacher today. I like her. She seems a lot sharper & more committed than his last two, which is a tremendous relief to me. I'm hoping I'll see my boy excited about school for the first time in three years. He'll be with her for the next three years, which is good because m'boy can take some getting used to.