It's all in a yurt.

I just came back from an amazing weekend spent in a yurt. And I'm in love! I got to tour the Northern Oregon coastline, played on the beach, hiked some trails, climbed a small peak, ate some great homemade pasta and sauce with wine and cider (I know, I was really roughing it on this camping trip, right?), saw some beautiful scenery, and did... um... you know... other things you do at camp too. All with someone very dear to me. How perfect is that? And it was all centered around this "rustic" yurt. I want one now!

Transrelating Zine

A few months back I posted about some writings I had done and wasn't sure what I wanted to do with them. I'm excited to say that I decided to put them into a zine format. The result is a zine titled "Transrelating". The first edition is titled "A Memoir on Creating Queer Relationships". The final piece includes my writings as well as the collective works of some other people from across the country and even from one person across the Atlantic. I am unsure at this point if there will be an electronic version of the zine... but I'll keep you posted!

Taxes

Fuck taxes. Blah. Apparently when a person works their ass off to make ends meet the government doesn't like it. So, thanks my toiling away at 3 jobs I got fucked over in taxes. Not only am I not getting a federal refund but I have to pay. And despite the fact that I moved to a new state 1/2 way through the year, the state I moved to bases their state taxes off of your federal returns. So when I should be getting a full refund in state taxes, I'm instead again having to pay. My only hope is that the state I left only bases their taxes on state income... so with luck I should get a refund from that state and be able to barely break even. Fuck this shit. Where's that damn tax reform already?