Monday was the six year anniversary of my ex telling me that he didn't want to get married. We would have been married that October, and everything was paid for at that point. I had to tell my parents they spent all that money for nothing. My mother gave my wedding dress to Goodwill with the tags still on it. What…

You're not the first transexual I've known who's felt that way. I hope that it gets easier for you.

Once upon a time, I had to fly out of College Station, TX. It was a warm day, and my first connection was in Houston, because you could only fly those little commuter jets out of College Station. As the other passengers and I are going to get on the plane, up the little flight of steps, we see the ground crew hosing…

Me too. Although I'd get those glitter-covered boots home and remember how awful I am at walking in heels.

Must be nice to be rich. I can't afford to eat steak with any regularity.

Yes, I was just excited that she was wearing clothes. That's kind of sad.

I dated a guy who'd been raped as a young teen by a girl who was a slightly older teen. He had severe intimacy issues stemming from it. She had convinced him that he wanted it simply because his body had responded to her advances. She acted like she'd done him a favor by raping him.

Cutting calories has allowed me to lose 15 pounds this summer (over 10 weeks) without giving up beer and pizza night, pasta, cheese, wine, or any of the other things that I enjoy. I've cut out a lot of processed foods, but definitely not delicious grains and starches.

I think part of it is that we associate a blank stare with shock and trauma. A topless kid with an impish grin is read as some normal kid having childish fun. A topless kid with a blank stare and vacant expression is read as a victim of abuse, potentially sexual.

The Robin McKinley novel Deerskin is one of my favorite books, even though it is indeed quite dark.

I had a baby blanket pillow named Pillowface that was, essentially, a pillow with a face. It presently lives in a box with Teddy and Unicorn up in my mother's attic, and while I won't let her throw these things out, I don't sleep with them anymore.

I think you're fine. I have a similar laundry cycle, and I don't smell. Plus I'm a girl! (I do use two towels when I shower, though, one for face and hair and the other for body, but that's mostly because I have a lot of hair and it holds a lot of water.)

When I lived in a college town, we had a laundromat that was also a bar, and I'd go do laundry, drink beer, and grade calculus quizzes all at the same time. And unfailingly, the bartender would make some lame joke about chicks doing math and my laundry would get clean. It was a pain in the ass but grading needed to be…

I haven't owned a printer in 3 years. I just print at work, since everything I would have to print is work related, with the exception of a couple of airline boarding passes (they did not begrudge me the paper and I could have done the printing at the airport). I have even had people scan coupons from my smartphone…

I knew some identical twins. Sometimes they dressed alike. Sometimes they didn't. When asked, they said, "Sometimes we like to dress alike. Sometimes we don't." When their mother was asked why they had matching outfits, she said, "You find something that fits for a good price, you just buy two."

Oh, double whammy! River Phoenix and Jonathan Brandeis. I was all <3 <3 <3 for them oh-so-much. So much. I will continue to live my life of solitude and internet.

If it were an all-women event, it would have been advertised as such. There's nothing inherently wrong with "Girls' Night Out Gaming," any more than there is "Boys' Night Out Gaming." The problem comes in acting as if they're doing women a favor by excluding them.

I have a very common Spanish-sounding surname because my paternal grandfather is from Spain (as in, his parents moved to the United States from Spain when he was an infant to get medical care for his older sister in Texas). Somehow, this leads to people assuming that I am Hispanic (sorry, European Americans do not…

Those boys just happened to share a name! My Kurt would have been about 13 in 1994.

You know, it meant that there was always a supportive parent around for our gay friends. My sister's best friend in college was a gay man, and he never felt strange about going to my parents' house with her. My brother brought home gay friends, and my brother is such a bro.