some bois are bigger than others

Okay, so it's been a long hiatus for me. Here's what's up: I took a wrong turn on 66E and ended up giving myself a little fieldtrip in DC. I'd like to take a moment to give ( a personal 'fuck you' to our nation's capital. )

Ugh. But I made it home.

My visit to Virginia was ( absolutely fabulous. )

and I made off with one of her personal copies of the Marx/Engels reader because, well, yeah.

Brooklyn with Cristina had its ( ups and downs. )

But there were also really beautiful moments that convince me of the, um, meaningfulness of this relationship. Yeah. Plus, Da Lypstixx at the Slipper Room!

And having her at home was an absolute fucken delight.

Seeing Rory on St Patrick's Day? !!! Plus Harp and cheap Scottish whiskey! (Which would, maybe, be Scotch?) And lots of spittin'!
And uh, ( what's one of my entries without my parents? )

But then I made delicious homemade samosas and coconut chutney and had a long talk with my mama and everything is as alright as it's gonna be. You know.

And no, I'm not a mama's boi.

much love, and off to wine and my queer theory paper---