It's the second week of school and it's already kicking my ass. I haven't had time to blog/journal, and I can feel myself sag heavily with the weight of things to say piling up on top of me.
I don't have much time because my online class is about to start. It's a short fiction class and we get to read Brokeback Mountain. I hope the sex is more graphic than it was in the movie, although when Heath Ledger licks his fingers while Jake Gyllenhaal is on all fours in front of him, well, I felt strange, hot tinglies and got goose bumps on my arm.
I also haven't had time to read all of my favorite bloggers and that makes me sad. I have a lot of catching up to do.
I just want to end with a funny thing that my friend said to me the other day. She might read this so I want her to know that I love her to death and wouldn't trade her for the world.
"You don't act very feminine for someone who is a feminist."
Now I'm living in Portland, Oregon, from Roslyn, WA, after leaving Los Angeles, CA in 2010. Searching inside and out for a new paradigm is my major goal in life right now. The patriarchal, racist and classist world that we live in gives me complete and utter indigestion (literally); so I continue on my spiral journey, keeping my eyes open for other worlds and drawing inspiration from those who are also searching.
("Sloth Womyn," is a reference from, "The Womyn's Holy Book of Mysteries," by Z.E. Budapest.)