I really need to do this

I have neglected to update as often as I wanted to this trip. Too much to do, not enough time to do it in. I don't think I will get as much accomplished this trip as I would have liked. Might have to swing another trip back east.

The BEE! Not as great as other bees. I was disappointed in the new products but some are growing on me. Had one of the best roomies, she was great and would live with her again. I would have lived with my last year's roomie too but she has quit her Longaberger business. Nichelle kept track of me and considering that I fell asleep in the Crowne's bar last Wednesday night I needed someone to keep track of me. It had been a long day, really. I had only had 1.75 drinks (a Vanilla Bear and .75 of a mudslide). Hell, I was carrying around my own drinks on Monday and Tuesday nights, that appletini bar set up in our bathroom came in very handy.

It was so damn hot there I thought I was going to die. I am in central NY and it is damn hot here too. Way too hot to be wandering cementaries trying to find dead relatives. I need to spend tomorrow (all day) in Syracuse Library doing the paper research, primarily for my father's side.

I do need to find some large boxes so that I can ship most of my clothes back to Washington in order to take my 20 or 30 pounds of NY State food. There is a white hot dog known as a snappy (aka Coney). You have to have grown up with them, Mark is not impressed, but I am. We have friends who are from this area so we will be doing a Central NY dinner, Huffman's Hot Dogs (have the casing on them that crunches when you eat it), Coneys, Grandma Brown's Baked Beans and salt potatoes. Anyone can do the salt potatoes - 4 lbs of new potatoes and 1 lb. of coarse salt. Boil and salt in water (enought to cover the potatoes) and cook until done. Drain and put the potatoes back in the pot, they will develop a salt crust (so will your pot and stove top!). Toss in melted butter and enjoy. To die for!

Haven't done one of these in a while

Thanks Beanpop!

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.


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