Yes. That’s the risk. Early in my transition I could choose to use the women’s restroom, and get screamed at for being a boy in the restroom, or going in the men’s and getting beaten up. Hell, I worked at a law firm, and a coworker came at me in the men’s room. A freaking law firm.

OMG, please don’t fuck this up Supreme Court. I still remember early transition and the constant fight to find bathrooms. It’s so big a deal, that today even sporting a bushy beard, I walk into public bathrooms like I’m walking into a war zone. I’m not sure I will ever take walking into a public restroom for granted.

I hated the thing where Buffy was dating super soldier guy, and finds out he was cheating on her (sort of) in a vampire brothel, and then leaves. Xander then tells her how it’s her fault? Because she was a good slayer? WTF?

Didn’t the guy who played Spike say that playing the rapist really bothered him, and he decided he’d never do it again?

Who owns a DVD player? I think the only one in my house is the PS4, but everything I own is going away from that.

Lydia Lunch? That takes me back a few years. Wow. Saw her do spoken word at WWU. She was amazing.

My buddy said it was impossible to get really good ethnic foods in Salt Lake City, is that true?

“They had to come with a long pole, there’s just no way — they were way up there,” he told CBS.

I work for the Feds. They can get rid of me, but it would take a couple years and a mountain of paperwork as long as I’m doing my job right. That’s pretty standard for Fed Government jobs.

That doesn’t really apply if you are trans. The maintenance dude at the law firm I worked at tried to accost me in the bathroom at my last job. Coworkers at my government accounting job have asked about if I have a penis. From what I can tell, it doesn’t really matter where you work unless you are in a super accepting…

Lately, because my job is one nobody can really get rid of you in, I’ve been saying, “Rude”, “Nope”, and “Really?” to intensely rude questions. I get a lot of them because I’m trans, so after a while you can’t just keep redirecting that shit with a smile.

It’s worse when you are young. I could never figure out how to get out of those creepy hugs when I was in my teens to early twenties. Predatory douche bags use that gray social area to rub up on you. It’s so gross. By the time I got to my thirties, I didn’t care if I was rude. I just “Nope” and backed up. That’s when…

I don’t know if this fits, but my grandmother implicated me in her lie. She smoked Cool Menthols. Horrible terrible gross cigarettes. Back when I smoked, I was a Marlboro guy, but I had quite for years.

If I have to lie, I do it by omission. I am a terrible liar.

I was using a dry cleaning joint operated by an Indian-American dude. Early on in the election cycle, he kept trying to tell me how great Trump was, and how business owners like him were all voting for Trump.

Oh giant plastic glasses frames with bright colors. . . never change.

Nice. I’ll have to look that over. I’m already renting. I’ll probably be looking for work further south, Olympia-ish though. I like my rent cheap.

I had those style glasses in the 80s. Except mine were blue on the top and pink on the bottom. with the lenses to match.

I came home to my husband watching the debate right at this point. I commenced drinking immediately.

I used to be in Everett, but I can’t get into South Seattle, so now I’m in Renton. I’m thinking of bailing out of the city entirely in the next couple years. The traffic and cost of living are ridiculous.