This Southern Faggot's Blog

May 29, 2010, 10:36 pm
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After a couple failed rideshares from craigslist and other mishaps, I ended up driving down to Florida. I spent a few days in Memphis and the only thing I could think about was how much I missed home. I found myself continually wishing that I was home, reading, knitting, playing in my garden… even hanging out at that really shitty punk house.

The things I love about that town, I could have anywhere. I don’t think I am especially fond of anyone there, necessarily.

What is drawing me back home? Is it just that it is the place where I grew up? Is it because it is familiar?

I spent a whole lot of the 7 hour drive trying to think about home, why I dream of it so much. What do I miss and why.

But, that isn’t to say that I am not having a really nice time here. I am with friends who are wonderful. People like this don’t exist back home, at least not in my life. It’s a really nice break.


Traveling Traveling Traveling
May 24, 2010, 8:15 pm
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So it begins.

Soon I will be in New Orleans and then off to Florida to stay with a friend for a little bit. Leaving this town will be wonderful, coming back might be even better.

I think I already found a ride the entire way with this dude from craigslist. I did a little bit of internet research and he is a little tiny bit creepy, but nothing I can’t handle.


I don’t think I know anyone in NOLA anymore. If any of you folks know of any Queer punks I could stay with for a night or two, that would be fabulous.

flowers, kisses, you

Pickles, kombucha, gardens, knitting, soldering solar panels, rope swings. These are just some of the things I try to keep my self busy with, to fill the time during the day.

I always need more projects.

More more more, Please.

Summer is getting really close. The low for tonight is 80 with awful humidity. Something about the smell (feeling?) of air conditioning and (my?) body odor is really refreshing.

Why does that make me so happy? I want to know what memory I am recalling. I hope I can figure that out.

I fell in love with a boy. I don’t know anything about them, except that they were carrying a couple trash bags filled with something. I think that’s real dreamy. I wonder if they live downtown. Maybe we will meet on the dock and hold hands and it things will be deliciously awkward.

I don’t really feel like I need much from someone else, but it is those awkward moments. You know, like the ones in movies when a 14 year old couple has their first kiss, but they bump heads or something. That’s all I need, or want, from life right now.

walking in the rain
May 1, 2010, 1:59 am
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It’s raining hard. Real hard.

Tonight is a night where you can leave your shoes at home. Why would you want to go anywhere requiring shoes, on a wonderful night like tonight, anyway?