Uncommon Curiosity

I was feeling pretty low yesterday – not really looking forward to getting up and slogging through another one – but some very sweet friends came to my rescue.  I had a yummy curry lunch with Arron in Berkeley – a couple hours of talking about everything and nothing, work, identity, T, and family – and he left me with some homemade cookies that were out of this world and a hug that didn’t run out.  After missing the hell out of him while he was busy with work this spring, it’s been really good to see him again.

Then, after the rest of the day had had its way with me, I stopped by the Big Pink House to drop off a belated birthday present for Leo.  Leo and Levi are two of the warmest people I know, and soon I was invited in to sit and chat in the living room.  Levi caught the look in my eye, and asked about how I was…and it all came tumbling out.  It’s hard to know what to say or how to say it – the things that have happened this past few years are shocking, to say the least – but they were both so very sweetly supportive as they listened to my tales of woe. It was tempting to stay all night, but it got late and I wanted to leave before their dinner got cold.

Leo is planning to run for Ms SF Leather, which is really exciting, except that the contest itself will take place on the same weekend when I’m up in Portland for Butch Voices with Kyle.  Ms Cat, who is the exquisite co-host of the Eclipse parties I’m always raving about, is also running…which is gonna make the judging extremely difficult.  I attended IMsL last spring and it was fun and very sexy, and so I’m hoping all of you within driving distance of San Francisco will consider going to root them on for me.  (Or come up to Portland for BV, which promises to be quite excellent, especially the Saturday night show – I hear they got a KICK-ASS stage manager for that.)

I arrived home to find an extremely romantic email from Kyle – a song from the 70s I guarantee y’all have heard, the lyrics written out for me expressing his love and desire.  A most excellent way to say goodnight.

Anyway, I just wanna give a big ol’ shout out to everyone who’s been taking such good care of me lately.  I spent my hour with the therapist admitting how lonely I’ve been feeling, how everything that’s happened has made me an outcast, and the universe responded by throwing heaps of love in my direction.

Sure, it’s selfish to think the universe would care about little ol’ me…but sometimes it’s really nice to see that it does.

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Ps  Wow – look at all those helpful and thoroughly-researched links…I bet that’s a dead giveaway that I’m a teacher, huh?