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December 3, 2007

I live in your basement.

Alright, actually, it's my aunt's basement - and even if I was in YOUR basement, I don't think finding a 5'5", 125lb lil queer boy would be too bad.

So, we finished moving our crap into my aunt and uncle's last night. It was raining and icing (hailing, technically, but it's a lot cuter to say 'icing' and besides, it makes more sense - what is a hail and how can it fall from the sky?) while I was packing shit into our car and it was perfectly miserable. I got to the point where I accidentally broke one of the laundry baskets I had stuffed in the trunk because I got tired of maneuvering things around so that they fit and just slammed the trunk hard enough so it closed despite the obstructions. Not such a good idea in retrospect.

So, when we finally got in I was cold and wet and annoyed. I have a really shitty back from years of using ace bandages to bind my chest as opposed to the better-suited-to-the-task undershirt binders from Underworks (although they still are far from comfortable) and halfway through UNpacking the car my back cramped up really bad.

I slept like a rock though. So that was cool.

Around 11 this morning the RCN guy came to hook up my net connection down here so I could get online and do my school work and talk to my friends and post blog entries for you all. It works great, but RCN-guy was fuckin' weird. I was sitting on the couch watching him hook up the wires and stuff and he kept looking over at me with this really difficult expression. I think he was nervous that I was watching him.

The best part though, was he finally finished and asked if he could use the bathroom. I told him to go right ahead, and at the same time his cell rang so he was talking on the phone as he was peeing and I could totally over hear his conversation:

"... oh, yeah, I know, baby ... haha, yeah - that is really dirty... yes... I love you, too...".

:[

I dropped off an application to a dry-cleaners down the street. A girl that works there is supposd to give me a call tonight, but so far nothing. God, I could really use that job.

Me and my dad later went out and got some Quiznos (there was this totally adorable Russian guy eating there at the same time at us and I kept looking over at his table) and then I picked up my mail at our house and then we came back here.

And now I'm doing working on sociology and talking to Matty. My aunt is watching some reality show. When my uncle comes home I'll be able to hear him shout loudly and obnoxiously over a football game, so that'll be fun.

- Jase.

December 9, 2007

I hate thinking up titles.

Tonight I went out and saw The Golden Compass with some friends of mine. It was a pretty good movie. For all of you guys that are reading this that have seen the movie/read the books, can you comment with what animal you think your daemon would be? I think that'd be pretty cool. Thanksyouguys. <3.


Last night I stayed at my sister's house. I always have the best time with her 'cause she's like my partner in crime. We're about 17 years different in age, so our dynamic is a bit different than what most brother/sister relationships are. It's a really good thing, though, really. When we're together we revert to like mid-teen sillyness though. We like to go to bookstores and go to cafes and hang out and talk. She literally knows everything about my life and she tells me things she doesn't tell anyone else. I'm really lucky to have her. Last night we rented two cheesy horror flicks - The Mortuary and The Haunting of #24. They were awful, but it was fun to watch them with her and my two nieces. I seriously have the coolest nieces. One is 11 and the other is 4, and they are so smart and so cool. They also think I am like the coolest uncle ever in existence, so, yeah. Hehe. (I guess I am, so neh.)

Uuuhm. I read a pretty alright teen fiction book about an FTM transgender guy. It was alright. I've read better though. I'm starting to get annoyed by the fact that almost all resources in the literature/film/etc department are representative of heterosexual trannies and you get almost no mention at all of FTMs that are into other boys or MTFs that are into other girls. What's up with that? For all you guys that are interested in the book, though, it's called Parrotfish and it's by Ellen Wittlinger. Check it out.

I'm starting to fall behind in my schoolwork again, so I'm going to start back with that tomorrow. I'm going to go make some hot chocolate and chill for a little while and then try and get some sleep.

I actually haven't been having as many issues falling asleep as I had been recently. So that's good. Although my stomach has been acting up and I'm dropping weight a little faster than I think I should be. I honestly think it's just nerves, but I am not eating as much as I normally do and I am in the bathroom way more than I think I should be. I'm very, very, very thirsty lately too, and I've seriously been drinking so much water that I'm peeing like every 45 minutes and it's TOTALLY CLEAR. I'm sure that's more information than you all wanted to know, but what has been seen cannot be unseen, so you are stuck with knowing it. <3.

So, that's about it.

- Jase.

December 12, 2007

On being a minority within a minority.

I got into an argument with my dad last week about celebrations and holidays that are specific to one group of people or race. I was surprised to hear a lot of things coming from him that sounded (to me, at least) as if he were just repeating all the arguments that were on the news or written about online. I guess what I mean is he sounded influenced - and we obviously all are, but the extent to which he was bothered me.

For instance, he was, as so many people are, upset about the idea of a Black History Month or a BET or spanish/french/whatever-speaking networks in the US, or even LOGO - a network with glbt-based subject matter. He wasn't angry because they existed, but because there were not specifically noted white, straight networks. I explained to him that as a straight, white male the majority of things on television and the majority of holidays we celebrate (at least here in the US) cater to him. Even though I'm a gay transguy, which puts me not only at the bottom of the barrel in queer circles but with even less company when I am around other trans people, I still cannot know what it is like to be a race that is a minority. I've never experienced that. I'm white - and here, most things show white characters or cater to European history. So I can't know the feeling of being isolated due to my race.

But I do know that as a gay guy, it bothers me to hardly ever see gay people portrayed in the media - or if they are, only in the light of being funny or comedic relief. It bothers me even more, as a trans person, because there are even less trans people in movies or TV or books. The days in which we celebrate who we are or the days where we honor our dead are overlooked by the VAST majority of not only this country but the world.

Due to who we are and the nature of what we must go through in order to most effectively be who we are, those of us who believe it is in their best interest to go through with medical transition must have injections, take pills, go through multiple surgeries, etc - and yet very few of these very necessary procedures and medications are covered by insurance. This isn't because of any lack of education on our part, trust me. But there is only so much we can do. We can educate you, but it's up to you to retain that information and perhaps use it as something to push off of to further educate yourself about the lives of the human beings you're sharing this planet with. It's my responsibility to make sure you're aware of us, and then it's yours to remember.

I mentioned a little while ago that I go to a glbt youth group every week (I hesitate to use the word queer, mostly because not everyone who attends is queer - trans people, by default, unless they identify as such, are not queer.) and I am lucky enough to be a part of a group of kids that (at least those that are aware of it) are very cool with me being trans. But these are kids ranging 14 to 20. They haven't really been thrust into the part of gay society that looks down upon trans people. And this definitely isn't me ragging on the gays - because I've met an astonishing amount of cisgender gay men who are very open-minded and intelligent and rational, and I appreciate them immensely. But, to suggest that all gay people are open-minded is flat-out wrong. Being gay is a good indicator of open-mindedness but it definitely isn't a rule. Some of my worst abuse has come from the hands and mouths of gay men and lesbians.

A good friend of mine me told me earlier this week that when he came out in highschool as a gay transguy, he had the suffer the taunts of the gay cisgender guys in his school constantly - telling him that he's not a real boy. Telling him that he's a freak, etc.

You just don't want to have to expect that from people within your own community - people with whom you're supposed to work side-by-side for to help everyone be treated decently.

And yet I continue to see a large amount of transphobia in the gay community - as well as sexism, racism and a whole bunch of other prejudices that are as shocking as they are damaging. As I've heard so many people ask, how can someone have experienced such terrible abuse and still turn around and do it to other people?

I suppose some of it could be fear. I actually had a run in with someone this week who told me very blatantly that he thinks that transguys are attacking gay men and forcing them to go against their very nature in being with someone that is genetically female.

As if someone my size could ever force someone to do something they didn't want to. Honestly. The guys who I've been with have been with me because they wanted to - because they find me attractive, perhaps, or because they can honestly recognize that I'm as much of a male as they are.

I'm personally tired of the accusations against trans people. If we aren't looking to gain male privilege, gain access to women-only spaces, gain HETEROSEXUAL privilege, abandoning our duty as women or men and now we're even being sneaky women and going after gay men. As if anyone would be so desperate for a boyfriend that they'd pretend to be a guy just to go after gay men. Christ.

Anyway, I guess that's my beef for the day.

Oh - and I dunno if I should post this on here, but I figure some more publicity can't hurt. I'm selling scarves/knitted/crocheted things to try and save up money for top surgery. If you're interested in anything, you can email me at: caffeinemouse@gmail.com. I can send you pictures of work I've done before if you're interested. This is apparently the only way I can make money since pretty much NO PLACE in my area is interested in hiring me. What the hell. So just email me with a description of what you want and I can tell you if I can do it and what the price will be. Scarves are going from anywhere between 10 bucks and 20 bucks usually. Everything else'll be judged off of that.


- Jase.

December 26, 2007

Ew.

I think I had a 24 hour virus or something today. I was feeling really congested and sick and coughy and it was getting late, so I took a bunch of Nyquil and threw myself into bed... only to wake up about 4 hours later feeling like I was going to throw up. I was sweating like hell and cold at the same time, and it failed.

So I whined at my dad until he woke up. He gave me an ice pack to put on my head, some acetaminophen and a bucket because I felt like I was gonna lose the contents of my stomach. Which I did. But it was over with quickly and I felt a lot better. I slept for like 12 hours on and off like that. Really uncomfortable.

But I just got up like an hour ago and I feel a LOT better. I'm weak because I haven't eaten and whatever I had eaten was deported from my intestines, but generally I feel like I'm the right body temperature, I'm thirsty and drinking ginger ale, and getting a little bit of an appetite so I might have some toast. I'm sad I'm sick cause I wanted to go out and see my friends tonight, but oh well. I'll live - and there's always next week. This weekend I'll hopefully be with my boyfriend. He gave me my Christmas gifts early and I'm giving him his late, but I guess that's just how we roll. :P

- Jase.

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