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raybearI feel that a hundred days have passed since Friday afternoon, and yet my weekend flew by in a typical fashion. So fast, in fact, that Sunday Evening DepressionTM started in the afternoon, though it didn't even last all the way into the night, which I guess makes sense, though I've never considered it as having a time limit. Maybe it didn't before, but nowadays I don't wallow for as long. Get in and get out.
Firday evening I stumbled into T's after managing to NOT sleep all early evening. Instead I took a short nap, made dinner, and had a phone hangout session with Damon, where we shared conversation but also back and forth commentary while simultaneously watching VH1's 50 Greatest Artists of Hip Hop (which is okay to watch if you just pretend the artists aren't being ranked -- otherwise, it's atrocious). I found the Clark bus, followed the leather daddies off at the proper stop (since I knew the bars were next to each other), and found my way into the bar where there were several potential people there for the transguy social but they might have also just been locals who happened to be there, so I felt awkward about approaching familiar faces. Instead I opted for the safety of a stranger who was playing wallflower too. We had a great conversation, despite him being a cop. He works in a small village-township way outside the city, which helped me forgive him. Plus, he was cute, in that married straight guy way. I think it was the well worn jeans paired, faded black harley-davidson t-shirt over a thermal, and the nerdy unassuming wire-rim glasses. And the gold band on his left ring finger.
Two complete strangers approached me at different times, wanting to engage me in discussion about my "No War" button. I passed on conversing with the drunk white motherfcker male, but humored the seemingly sober white straight blond girl, because I sometimes have a penchant for talking and attempts at being charming and flirtatious with random hetero women I have no interest in ever pursuing beyond our five minute connection in public. I would suck at actually trying to date them I think, because I'd never take it to the next level. I'd be doomed to reading the "Missed Connections" ads every week. Well, that's not true. I'm pretty good at taking it to the next level if I want to, I just don't usually want to with them.
On Saturday I DJed the Genderfuck Ball at U of C where I had the highest success rate of song requests EVER. Not only were people asking for songs I brought with me, they were songs I wanted to play anyway. I had a fun time and people seemed to enjoy my set. Also, I didn't realize until near the end of the evening that![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sometimes_nate was Nate, because he was in drag!
Easter morning was yesterday and I nearly made it through the whole day without saying "christ is risen, he is risen indeed", but then it slipped out at Finger last night when talking to Paradise Regained. Instead of church in the morning, I went to buddhist meditation service which was so great on so many levels and felt very rejuvenating. I came home after doing some food shopping and cleaned the apartment while listening to Jesus Christ Superstar (the Atlanta musician version, including Amy Ray, Emily Saliers, and Kelly Hogan, in case anyone was wondering). In the evening, I reluctantly went along to the queer open mic night and I'm so glad I got past my mild agoraphobia because it was absolutely phenomenal to see friends and hear great moving funny and powerful performances, including Sini Anderson.
That pretty much brings us current.
Firday evening I stumbled into T's after managing to NOT sleep all early evening. Instead I took a short nap, made dinner, and had a phone hangout session with Damon, where we shared conversation but also back and forth commentary while simultaneously watching VH1's 50 Greatest Artists of Hip Hop (which is okay to watch if you just pretend the artists aren't being ranked -- otherwise, it's atrocious). I found the Clark bus, followed the leather daddies off at the proper stop (since I knew the bars were next to each other), and found my way into the bar where there were several potential people there for the transguy social but they might have also just been locals who happened to be there, so I felt awkward about approaching familiar faces. Instead I opted for the safety of a stranger who was playing wallflower too. We had a great conversation, despite him being a cop. He works in a small village-township way outside the city, which helped me forgive him. Plus, he was cute, in that married straight guy way. I think it was the well worn jeans paired, faded black harley-davidson t-shirt over a thermal, and the nerdy unassuming wire-rim glasses. And the gold band on his left ring finger.
Two complete strangers approached me at different times, wanting to engage me in discussion about my "No War" button. I passed on conversing with the drunk white motherfcker male, but humored the seemingly sober white straight blond girl, because I sometimes have a penchant for talking and attempts at being charming and flirtatious with random hetero women I have no interest in ever pursuing beyond our five minute connection in public. I would suck at actually trying to date them I think, because I'd never take it to the next level. I'd be doomed to reading the "Missed Connections" ads every week. Well, that's not true. I'm pretty good at taking it to the next level if I want to, I just don't usually want to with them.
On Saturday I DJed the Genderfuck Ball at U of C where I had the highest success rate of song requests EVER. Not only were people asking for songs I brought with me, they were songs I wanted to play anyway. I had a fun time and people seemed to enjoy my set. Also, I didn't realize until near the end of the evening that
sometimes_nate was Nate, because he was in drag! Easter morning was yesterday and I nearly made it through the whole day without saying "christ is risen, he is risen indeed", but then it slipped out at Finger last night when talking to Paradise Regained. Instead of church in the morning, I went to buddhist meditation service which was so great on so many levels and felt very rejuvenating. I came home after doing some food shopping and cleaned the apartment while listening to Jesus Christ Superstar (the Atlanta musician version, including Amy Ray, Emily Saliers, and Kelly Hogan, in case anyone was wondering). In the evening, I reluctantly went along to the queer open mic night and I'm so glad I got past my mild agoraphobia because it was absolutely phenomenal to see friends and hear great moving funny and powerful performances, including Sini Anderson.
That pretty much brings us current.
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Date: 2003-04-21 10:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-04-21 11:09 am (UTC)Bea Arthur, on the other hand, is a true goddess. She is risen indeed.
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Date: 2003-04-21 11:30 am (UTC)Ha, you didn't realize it? I think some other people had trouble too...and I know that by the end of the night I wanted to be as far away from that dress as possible. No more drag for me for some time.
You were awesome. Thank you so much!
Oh, and the check's in the mail. :-P
--Nate
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Date: 2003-04-21 01:42 pm (UTC)I think I'm finally ready to do drag sometime in the near future. I just have to be ready to part with my beard, even temporarily. Maybe I'll start by just wearing eyeliner.
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Date: 2003-04-21 02:15 pm (UTC)You don't have to lose the beard for drag. ;-)
--Nate
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Date: 2003-04-21 02:19 pm (UTC)so true. I think I just know that when I do it all out, I want to do it ALL OUT. OF course, this might also involve shaving other parts of my body.....hmm, maybe I need to rethink this cross-dressing thing.
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