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Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Hello Again


As you can tell, have decided to write again. 
Not that I ever really stopped. Kept up the journal and all that. So I guess what I'm doing is writing publicly. Again. After a break of three or so years. During which a lot happened. Some of which I hope to unpack on here eventually. It's gonna take a while to hit my stride, but I'm up for the fight.

Source: zenpencils.com

Strings Attached

it's occurred to me
that you like the fact that i'm in love with you
like it so much that despite not liking me
you feed this love
you keep me on a leash
never letting me wander too far
never giving me the chance to get over you
you keep me leashed with your calls
the ones that leave me with chesire cat grins
the lunch dates, the movie nights, the inside jokes
little morsels you toss my way
when you feel the glow of my affection dimming
you give the leash a little tug
suggest a road trip out of town
get me all googly eyed and out of my head
rinse and repeat
i hate it
i can't help it
it's exhausting
gonna snip the leash
boy, bye


Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Zen Pencils Mehn...





I dunno about you but I love quotes, all kinds of them. I've fallen in love with people that died decades ago just because I read something they said and felt like I had come home from a long lonely journey (Here's looking at you Mae West). 
And then my love for comics goes way way back from reading the kid's section in saturday papers and devouring Modesty Blaise at the TV guide. Nothing made 12 year old me happier than a new Betty & Veronica comic book. (*side bar* At one point, a friend and I started a blog and named it Betty & Veronica. Then we both forgot our joint password!) Anyway, in high school I discovered Calvin & Hobbes and it has become a sort of litmus test for me with boy friends, if you don't chuckle even once through a Calvin & Hobbes book then I'm afraid we don't share the same sense of humour and therefore our relationship is doomed!




So imagine my joy when I discovered Zen Pencils, this great comic blog where former graphic designer cum cartoonist Gavin takes quotes submitted by readers and adapts them in to a comic strip! Over the moon doesn't even come close! People, I left this milky way and went euphorically zeroing off into an as yet undiscovered galaxy. These are some of my recent favourites, I especially love the Erica Goldson one! Gavin put up the teacher one as follow-up to show that however true Erica was, teachers are still invaluable. The first one by Robert Frost just makes me chuckle! Because, come on! 
He also has posters for sale and stuff so usually the jpgs on his site are tiny but high res so just zoom in on these ones okay? Or just go over to his site for the real deal.

Thursday, July 11, 2013

A Sum of an Architect's Life


My all time favorite poem, since I was 13 when I first came across it in my high school library, that I want tattooed in flowy cursive across my ribs, that I recited at my undergrad entry interview, that I think of and draw strength from when times are hard and the struggle doesn’t seem worth the effort, is a Psalm of Life by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. (This poem deserves its own post and since this one is going to be a long one, I’m leaving that for another day.)
Today this verse is resonating through my mind in particular;

Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.

As the deadline for the competition draws closer and my nerves get wound tighter and tighter and the 24 hours a day don’t seem nearly enough… I fantasize about giving up. What’s the worst that can happen I ask myself? So my resume won’t have that stellar item of being a finalist in a nationwide competition. Lots of other people won’t have it too…
I know though that I would never ever forgive myself if I didn’t even try. I would keep tormenting myself with what if thoughts…convinced that if only I had stuck it out I would have won! And we all know that is a fake way to live.
So I drew upon my ever-comforting wise poem and went looking for some footprints in the sands of time to take heart from and that’s how I landed on Life of an Architect blog. Below in its entirety is an article that I couldn’t have read at a better time because it’s exactly what the doctor (poet?) ordered. I highlighted my favorite bits. Thoughts in brackets are mine.

                                                                                                                                                                   

Within the last few months, the number of emails I have received from people asking whether or not they should get out of architecture has been staggering. Equally surprising are the emails I receive that ask for direction on whether or not they should go into the field of architecture. The answer to both questions is easy:
Maybe?
For some people, the first question I ask them – the ender question, is always the same:
“Why do you want to be an architect?”

(My answer to this has never changed. I think I was about 10 to 12 years old, watching DWTV in those off-peaks hours when the local stations streamed it in lieu of scheduled programming and would gaze spellbound at the screen as one exotic building after another was showcased. Sometimes they would interview the geniuses behind the structures, these architects, these demi-gods. I wanted that. I wanted to create. And I knew I would be good at it. I was great at art – sketching, painting, crafting, calligraphy, mosaics…name it, and I could do it. I loved technology. My father is a flight engineer and a gadget junkie and I was daddy’s girl, I knew way more about the latest advancements in the field than the average teenager in the 3rd world. So the fact that there was a profession that could combine my two loves and strengths, and throw in a way to achieve my quest for pseudo-immortality to boot, I was sold! *side bar – my other plan to achieve pseudo immortality is to write.*)
If the answer is I have always wanted to be an architect, I move on to the next few questions. A person’s motivation for becoming an architect is singularly important. I went to college to become an architect while my friends simply went to college. My resolve and dedication towards becoming an architect was tempered by many all-nighters, 207 credit hours (187 required for my degree), and no fraternity for me – nobody who graduated from the University of Texas School of Architecture the same time as I did was in a fraternity (or sorority) – you just didn’t have the time.
It was hard to get to where I am at right now and the people who were doing it because they thought it would be cool, for the money, or some other reason other than ‘I have always wanted to be an architect” didn’t make it. If there is something else out there calling to you, architecture probably isn’t for you. I haven’t regretted my decision ever.
Ever.
(Lucky guy. What I wouldn’t give for this conviction. Although regret isn’t exactly how I describe my sentiments towards my profession…it is more of disillusionment…a “this is it?” moment. Note the “?” instead of the “!”. I have such grand Technicolor dreams! And reality is more of a sepia tone…all I want is that tornado to take me from this Kansas of Ugandan Architecture to the land of Oz!)
Sure, there have been loads of times when I wished I didn’t work as much as I do, made more money; I even get tired of the ladies who are “architect groupies ” following me around. It’s tough but I have always wanted to be an architect.
This is a portion from an email I recently received which actually got me thinking about this post. The person who sent this loves to design and thinks about it all the time … it’s how she spends her free time, she travels to locations, she studies buildings, she even tracks down the designers in these locations and goes and meets them. In her words:
I really love this stuff, but know that I might have problems working for clients. I can see my temperament not quite matching up with that process. I’m a bit stubborn. And also impatient.
It’s hard, I always wanted to be an artist, and now I can’t figure out how to be a designer.
The traits that she describes won’t keep her from becoming an architect or designer – in fact, I would also suggest that these are important traits that any successful designer should have. Also, if her stubbornness and impatience are so uncontrollable as to be a real problem, she’ll have issues in any profession other than ‘Hermit’. In my response email to her, I included a list of quality architecture programs near her and should she decide to pursue a Master’s degree in architecture, I think she’ll do really well.
As to the emails that are asking if they should get out out of architecture – that one is more difficult to address. Architects aren’t the only professionals that are suffering right now. In my mind, it’s similar to changing jobs because you don’t like someone where you are working – not a real good reason if it’s the only one because you probably won’t like someone at the next job either.
I still like to try and find out why a person who has gone through the process to become an architect is thinking about leaving. Have your motivations for being an architect changed? Is it circumstantial? Maybe it’s simply that you want to make more money or you simply hate the job that you currently have. I can appreciate why someone would like to make more money but are you worth more money doing what you currently do? For example, in my circumstance I am well paid for a 10 person residential firm considering my name isn’t on the front door. If I wanted to be paid more, my first couple of possible moves would involve looking at larger firms or more commercially focused production firms, not becoming a lawyer. For me, it would be about trying to find a balance and still continue practicing architecture, not changing professions.
(Those two paragraphs right there hit the right dosage for my ailment. Architecture is my dream! These other issues are just that, issues. There’s no guarantee whichever profession I will wind up in won’t have the same issues. So. Back in the saddle it is!)
I’ve always been pretty good at shooting the bull and have been told I would have been awesome at sales. The very idea of selling anything just to be selling anything would literally make me shrivel up and die. To my way of thinking, I would be better served by investing ALL of my time and resources into winning the lottery before selling paper or plastic o-rings. While both would probably ruin me and force me into living in a cardboard refrigerator box in some alley, going into sales would probably add “crazy” and “pavement licker” to my resume.
When trying to select an appropriate image for this post, my mind started wandering a bit and it landed on John Picacio. John and I went to architecture achool together and we both spent time in Europe traveling together in 1990. John and I were never all that close but even 20 years later I can still remember John’s sketches; they were ridiculously good. I still see one sketch in particular in my mind’s eye. John and I were in Siena, Italy, and John was drawing the Piazza del Campo. He was using the white of the paper as much as his sketch pen to bring the buildings to life and it was simply amazing to see. We lost touch after awhile but I always thought he was so good at drawing, why would he be an architect? Apparently John came to the same conclusion and is now an internationally recognized and award winning illustrator.
And I say good for him.
John could always draw better than the people who taught our drawing classes and he figured out that this was something he would rather do than pursue a career in architecture. I’d say it’s worked out pretty well for him. So if you’re interested in becoming an architect because it’s all you’ve ever wanted to do than I would heartily urge you to continue on towards your goal. If you want to become an architect for the groupies, money and fast cars, you might want to reevaluate your options. I’m not suggesting that it can only be one or the other but if you’re already unsure … you’ve got some difficult roads to travel in front of you.
What would you say to someone contemplating a change? Things will get better but will it be worth sticking around? Doctor’s are starting to run into problems but we’ll always need them. Lawyer’s have their issues too, but unlike architects who are working themselves towards irrelevancy, (He lost me at this point. How are we working ourselves towards irrelevancy?) at least Lawyer’s make it so we can’t get rid of them. Architecture defines me and I wouldn’t like to envision myself doing something else – but what about the people who don’t know? What would you tell them?
                                                                                                                                                                   

The comments though, while all polite and everything, were less encouraging. Other than stararchitects, the rest of us seem to be battling serious inner demons and social/monetary shortcomings at every turn! To read the comments, go over to the original article here.

Monday, May 13, 2013

A Warsan Shire Special

I remember in the days leading up to and following my last break up, I wrote up pages and pages of prose in my iPhone notes app for close to a month trying to purge my anger! (Ok, and bewilderment that anyone can ever have the resolve to leave me). And read a lot, and I mean A LOT of Dorothy Parker. (She always calms me.) And then nothing. It was all over and I couldn't even bare to reread them without thinking how fickle relationships are and how unlike me it was to feel so strongly about one ending! So needless to say I never saved them. 
Once in a while though I come across a poem that takes me back to those days, when I was trying to understand it all and reassure myself that it wasn't me, that there's absolutely nothing I could have done that would have guaranteed a different result. We were meant to end. I was too difficult to love. And most importantly, I should never have tried to make someone my home.

for women who are difficult to love
You are a horse running alone
and he tries to tame you
compares you to an impossible highway
to a burning house
says you are blinding him
that he could never leave you
forget you
want anything but you
you dizzy him, you are unbearable
every woman before or after you
is doused in your name
you fill his mouth
his teeth ache with memory of taste
his body just a long shadow seeking yours
but you are always too intense
frightening in the way you want him
unashamed and sacrificial 
he tells you that no man can live up to the one who 
lives in your head
and you tried to change didn't you?

closed your mouth more
tried to be softer
prettier
less volatile, less awake
but even when sleeping you could feel 
him travelling away from you in his dreams
so what did you want to do love
split his head open?
you can't make homes out of human beings
someone should have already told you that
and if he wants to leave
then let him leave
you are terrifying
and strange and beautiful
something not everyone knows how to love.

-Warsan Shire


Friday, March 15, 2013

In which I plagiarise Playboy

Clearly it's not plagiarism since I've given them credit right off the bat, right? So which scintillating article of Hugh Hefner's megabucks magazine has moved me to steal? (Not really stealing, just copy&paste - in its entirety!!!) the 20 questions interview Lena Dunham gave them, that's what.
*side bar* I've loved Lena since episode 2 of Girls (yes, it took me that long to get over my nugu and being convinced Judd Apatow had done all the work on the pilot and just let his protege take credit for it just so she could get a leg up. What can I say, I'm good at thinking up excuses as to why my endeavours never meet with equal success as those of others. *shrug*) Anyway, let's get to it!


Q1
Playboy: On one episode of Girls a guy tells Hannah’s hot roommate, Marnie, “I want you to know, the first time I fuck you I might scare you a little, because I’m a man and I know how to do things.” No doubt many would-be lotharios have added this come-on to their repertoires—but some of us still want to know what it means.
Dunham: Someone once said something like that to me—with the immediate caveat “I, uh, learned that from my friend who works at Vice magazine.” That made the line a lot less sexy. American men always have to go for the laugh or the excuse. A Frenchman would say that with a straight face. I think the line is meant to be a warning, in the sense of “You can’t have me right now, but when you do, it will take away any sense of you being a modern woman in control.”
Q2
Playboy: Last summer The New York Review of Books ran an essay about you that described a now-notorious sex scene in episode two between your character, Hannah, and Adam, the guy she likes, in which his sexual routine seems inspired by a porn scene and Hannah gamely tries to play along. The writer praised the scene’s edgy emotional realism, saying, “So there you go: A dose of porn, judiciously applied by an extremely intelligent director, can save cinematic sex. I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t seen it on Girls.” What were you trying to accomplish?
Dunham: My goal is to have a sexual verisimilitude that has heretofore not been seen on television. I did it because I felt that the depictions of sex I had seen on television weren’t totally fair to young women trying to wrap their brains around this stuff. I didn’t do it to be provocative. I did it to be educational. Personally, I’ve been lucky enough not to date the Porn Guy. There have been weirdos, but not him. I think you can identify the porny guys early on, based on their behavior: They try to force you into unnatural cinematic sexual positions, or they just seem to have learned a lot of their moves from people who do sex acts for a living. A quick check of their browser history will reveal all you need to know.
Q3
Playboy: Can men just not stop themselves from behaving badly?
Dunham: I never chalk up anything to the gender divide and say, “Well, that’s just a male thing.” I hate the conventional wisdom that men are supposedly complete pieces of shit and it’s our job as women to put up with them. Men are just as sensitive and easily victimized as women are, but there’s not as much of an infrastructure for expressing it. That drives me nuts. We’re all humans and doing human stuff. We’d have a better world if everyone had someone they could pay for talk therapy.
Q4
Playboy: How much do you enjoy making viewers uncomfortable?
Dunham: It’s not interesting for me to make art about things we’re all okay with. I make art to explore our darker areas. When what I’m doing begins to feel old and tired and socially acceptable, maybe I’ll move on to other topics. Maybe future interviewers will ask me about “the time you made an action movie” or “the time you explored Renaissance life.” But right now I feel I could say something about women forever. Each stage of being female and human brings new fodder—and there are parallels to be drawn to the male experience.
Q5
Playboy: Male writers are often criticized for how they write female roles. How careful do you have to be about writing your men, Adam, Ray, Charlie and the rest?
Dunham: Just as careful as when writing female roles. Saying that women have been written as sassy best friends or slutty girlfriends since the beginning of time so now guys deserve whatever comes to them is not an acceptable excuse—even though it’s amazing to me that Hollywood persists in writing these two-dimensional female characters who don’t really exist. No wonder it’s hard for actresses to find parts that are meaty enough to connect with. It’s important to me to create fully formed characters who don’t feel just like good guys, villains, creeps or sluts. I want it to feel real. I want my male friends to feel just as much of a connection to my work as my female friends do.
Q6
Playboy: How do you want Girls to contribute to the ongoing conversation about feminism?
Dunham: On Girls I like being a mouthpiece for the issues I think young females face today. It’s always shocking when people question whether it’s a feminist show. How could a show about women exploring women not be? Feminism isn’t a dirty word. It’s not like we’re a deranged group who think women should take over the planet, raise our young on our own and eliminate men from the picture. Feminism is about women having all the rights that men have.
Q7
Playboy: If you woke up tomorrow in the body of a Victoria’s Secret model, what would you do for the rest of the day?
Dunham: I’d be really disoriented and wonder what had happened in the night. Which enemy had dragged me to the doctor? I don’t think I’d like it very much. There would be all kinds of weird challenges to deal with that I don’t have to deal with now. I don’t want to go through life wondering if people are talking to me because I have a big rack. Not being the babest person in the world creates a nice barrier. The people who talk to you are the people who are interested in you. It must be a big burden in some ways to look that way and be in public. That said, I probably would want to see if I could get free food at restaurants. Then I’d call a doctor and see if she could return me to my former situation.
Q8
Playboy: What kind of guy has a chance with you?
Dunham: When I was younger I liked men who gave me some guff. I liked badasses with hearts of gold, though they often ended up not having a heart of gold. They were a little like the Adam character on Girls. Now I’m much more into someone who is interesting and open with his emotions, has a really good sense of humor and a passion for what he does, wants to hang out with my parents and doesn’t want to stay out too late. If I can get excited imagining funny things he did as a kid, there’s a pretty good chance I’m in love with him. It’s a sad day when you stop believing in the idea of having a soul mate or having someone who understands you deeply and loves you eternally. I’m a pretty unorthodox girl, but I guess people might be surprised to learn that despite what some of the characters on the show are doing, I remain an eternal romantic with a desire to hear all the things girls like to hear said to them.
Q9
Playboy: You recently won two Golden Globe awards. Is there a downside to being critically adored and the object of great expectations in your mid-20s?
Dunham: Well, when you’re 26 you’re an adult, but you’re not exactly an adult. In medieval times I would definitely have been an adult, but I would’ve also been old and gouty and about to fall into a hole. But not now. The harder part is less about being adored; it’s more about being my age, having a real job and people who depend on me—and not being in service to someone else in their work. There’s a reason people are apprentices first: You get the bigger responsibilities when you’re ready for them. I feel I am ready, and fortunately I’m not drawn to behaving badly, which is good because I don’t have the option to disappear like some other 26-year-olds. If I did, you might find me eating a lot of cheesy carbohydrates, watching many episodes of a really shitty television show and sleeping in the afternoon. Of the seven deadly sins, I’m most guilty of gluttony and sloth.
Q10
Playboy: What’s your grocery checkout aisle routine?
Dunham: I cannot get out of the market without six trashy magazines and seven packs of gum. I wish I could resist those things. Oh, and sometimes a Cadbury Creme Egg, if it’s in season.
Q11
Playboy: Now that you’re so admired, who’s hitting on you?
Dunham: Sometimes when we’re shooting the show, extras don’t know that I’m the director. They’ll come up and say, “How long have you been working as an extra? Want to walk over to the craft services table?” I’m always flattered when that happens because there are a lot of very beautiful girls around in short skirts, and they chose me. Unless they’re pretending they don’t know who I am. Otherwise, despite all the attention I’m getting lately, I definitely haven’t had any Ryan Goslings saying “I love the way your mind works. Can I take you to dinner?” Maybe it would happen if I looked like a Victoria’s Secret model for one day. Now I understand how I could use that.
Q12
Playboy: How did you learn about sex, and who taught you?
Dunham: I think I was five. A girl at school explained it to me. I didn’t believe her because it seemed so barbaric, so I went home and asked my parents if it was true. They sat down together and explained sex to me. My parents were sensitive. They said, “Your dad and I did this so that you could get made.” They gave me the male and female perspective. That was the traumatic part. I remember thinking, I don’t want to learn this, and I definitely don’t want to learn this looking at the faces of both of you. I wish one of them had taken the job and come into my bedroom alone. But I asked. It was because Amanda DiLauro told me, so it was really her fault.
Q13
Playboy: Girls is set in Brooklyn. What does the media get wrong about New York’s hippest borough?
Dunham: I don’t live in the same Brooklyn neighborhood as my characters; mine is slightly more old-people-y. But I’m a Brooklyn girl and love it. The first time I watched 2 Broke Girls, another Brooklyn show, I liked it, but there were people in Williamsburg saying, “You can’t go out in that jacket in Brooklyn. You’re going to get robbed!” Many parts of Brooklyn are tony suburbs of Manhattan, but the most interesting thing is the push-pull and the collision of young meets old, historic meets new. Most people don’t look at that. Also, not everyone has a handlebar mustache.
Q14
Playboy: In your breakthrough independent feature film, Tiny Furniture, your character, Aura, has hot, clumsy sex in a drainpipe on a construction site at night. Why a drainpipe?
Dunham: New York real estate is rough. When two people who want to have sex don’t have a place to go, what are their options? I was trying to think of both a comedic and a sort of dark place for people to engage. The funny thing is it was such a cheap movie and the pipe was the most expensive part of our entire operation. We needed a place to put the pipe where we could light it properly. We had the pipe built in an iron yard. I had a big sewer pipe in mind, but they built one from a piece of scrap metal that wobbled around. When I noticed that I thought, We’re done for. Everything is ruined because of this stupid wobbling pipe. Cut to: People wound up being amused that the pipe had a certain amount of give and jiggle.
Q15
Playboy: What’s the millennial generation’s rule for how many times you can sleep with someone before one party or the other starts to feel it’s no longer casual?
Dunham: What an interesting question. I’m the worst. I could hate somebody and then if I slept with them once, I’d be planning our wedding in my head. Even though I knew they weren’t fit to shine my shoes, I just couldn’t separate those two acts very well. And yet, I know people who have been sleeping with each other for years who aren’t anywhere near dating, and I know people who have had sex with someone once and rent the U-Haul van to move in. Millennial men and women could stand to know that not everyone wants just casual affairs, even though there’s a lot of pressure to have sex and not care—and when you’re a woman it’s supposed to be a triumph when you can do that. I try to never push that methodology on Girls. I believe people want to be connected in an intense human way, but it’s getting lost in the shuffle. So there’s no rule, but most of my girlfriends start to get squirrelly about it and wonder what’s going on 10 dates in.
Q16
Playboy: Who do you dream of directing in a nude scene?
Dunham: I don’t want them to date in real life, but I wouldn’t mind putting David Strathairn and Rooney Mara in a room together and seeing what happens when they have sex in a movie context.
Q17
Playboy: One of the louder criticisms of Girls is that it takes place in a narrow world of young, urban, middle-class white women and is thus not suitably diverse and representative of your generation.
Dunham: I think that’s a valid criticism, but we can’t let that erase someone’s ability to tell a personal story. While being racist and promoting inequality are crimes that should be punished, the sin of writing two Jewish girl characters and two Waspy characters feels less egregious to me. I’ve tried to be elegant about it and receive the criticism, and I understand what’s hard about it. At the same time I’m like, Really?
Q18
Playboy: What’s in your purse that would surprise us?
Dunham: I still keep a paper date planner, which seems pretty old-school. I always have a novel. The stray-vitamin situation is pretty out of hand. But most surprising? A spoon. I’m always dragging one around. It’s a metal spoon. A plastic spoon makes sense. A metal spoon from your house makes it look like you’re going to commit a spoon murder.
Q19
Playboy: From which TV character should Hannah take love and relationship advice?
Dunham: Mary Tyler Moore. Even though she’s perpetually single, she has a positive attitude about it and doesn’t psycho out on people. She believes she’s gonna make it after all. She’s a pretty good example of chipper, appropriate single-woman attitude.
Q20
Playboy: What’s the one interview question you don’t want to be asked anymore?
Dunham: If I could abolish one question, it would be “Why are you naked on TV so much?” I don’t know. Use your imagination.

Also my friend met Lena so my 6 degrees of separation have been whittled down to just one! Jealous much?

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

The Tragic Case of David Reimer

So one of my blog faithfuls brought it to my attention that I haven't updated in a while. Sorry about that. Been concentrating on my fashion/lifestyle blog at the moment and besides, all the twisted kinky stuff happens over the summer so that's probably when the posts will flood in.

Anyway, was watching a random episode of Amazing Race: Unfinished Business the other day and I couldn't get over how much Vyxsin put up with from Kent! I didn't watch their initial season but girlfriend has the patience of a saint! Also the entire episode (the one where they're eliminated), I was mostly trying to figure out what Kent's deal was! I know they were billed as "Dating Goths" but were they a heterosexual couple? Heterosexual but one was post-op? Pre-op? In that case is it even called a heterosexual couple? Were they lesbians? Were they both transsexuals??? Is that why Vyxsin put up with moody Kent because she knew the true him/her and also knew how the hormone treatment can mess you up??? I still don't know!
The genderbending Kent Kaliber or just a guy who loves wearing pink and makeup?

So today I hit google trying to find out and got derailed by the whole sexuality debate. Typical me. Basically I believe we are all born bisexual, attracted to both sexes, and choose our preference along the way, or not. That's my belief for as long as I can remember. But I'm also extremely confused by transsexuals/homosexuals who date others of the "wrong" sex should I say? Like how Jenny in "The L Word" decided she was a lesbian then she went on to date Moira who was transitioning! Or gays that date extra girly gays? Why not just date a woman??? I don't get it. What is get is falling in love with a person and not their sex. That I get.

I think the worst part of all this is he grew up watching his twin brother be everything he could have been.


Moving on to the topic of this post. Some old scientist dude kinda shared my belief but he opined that sexuality is learned and not innate. He basically pioneered the whole gender reassignment thing. Then poor David Reimer happened. After circumcision by cauterisation, 22month old David was left with a deformed penis that couldn't be saved by surgery. So his parents, concerned about their son's future sexual happiness and function, decided to take him to Dr Money who figured it was better to construct him a vagina since the penis couldn't be salvaged and raise him a girl! This would proof all his theories. Even better, David had an identical twin brother who would be the control experiment. What followed was more traumatic then therapeutic! Long story short, the experiment failed, once he hit his teens, Brenda (as he had been renamed) just couldn't deal with the forced sexuality and decided to live as a male.

I don't even know what the moral here is...Maybe the we would never have had Chaz Bono on DWTS if he hadn't finally gotten the body he should have been born with in the first place?