White Girls Are Delicious

The boyz from Philadelphia flipped my musical theatre "ON" button last night, which has been dormant for a while. They both have beautiful singing voices – really beautiful – and we belted Godspell until duly reprimanded (sorry muffyjo!) It made me miss those old college days of Cole Porter, Rogers & Hammerstein, Sondheim, and of course Stephen Schwartz. Kerri suggested karaoke at the cast party, so more fine voices may just emerge from the woodwork. It makes me think that one day T@F could indeed do a musical. Watch out.

Wearing my all-white "mod" mini-dress costume is so much fun that it feels fetishy. I don’t own a single white article of clothing in my own wardrobe and haven’t for over a decade, so there’s a thrill of unfamiliarity there. I had to ‘specially buy a white bra and satiny white panties (peek-a-boo!), since all my own dainties are either black or some shade of leopard or neon. I feel so innocent and pure in it. I’m going to wear that costume out to a club, I swear I am.

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It's time to start planning for my China trip, which is going to happen in November. Yes, Beijing in November will be cold, I know, but it's cold here too then and I'd rather be cold there than here. Between now and September I have about $1000 worth of items I need to sell to have enough money to do this. Must get on that right after this week.

There is a plan B in the unfortunate event that I come up too short on funds -- Iceland. Why? Northern Lights. Hot springs. Oh yeaaah.

Traits Meme

Here’s a meme I’ve been seeing in a lot of journals and enjoying:

List ten traits that, put together, identify you uniquely. Don't use inherent physical traits (brown hair, blue eyes) unless they're really distinctive (six fingers, born without a spleen). Also, try to avoid "things that I like"—these are the top ten traits that, if anybody else had every single one of them, would make them your twin.

1) I’m a morning person. I naturally wake up very early, even if I was up late the night before. When I first awake, I am at my most creative, most emotional, and most libidinous.

2) I attend or host celebrations of Jewish, Christian, and Pagan holidays and will gladly celebrate peaceful holidays of any other faith when invited. I like holidays.

3) I can forgive nearly anything except being falsely accused. Once that happens, no matter what the circumstances, I may still be civil to the false accuser but I will never, ever feel closeness or trust in that person again.

4) I don’t feel that I have one specific age. I’m not what people expect from my chronological age. I’m different ages in different circumstances, and it rounds out to a range between about 17 and 37. (for the record, my chrono-age is 40)

5) I love many, many people all at once, but I only have enough hatred in me for one person at a time, and usually that spot is vacant. When I’m near someone who makes me uncomfortable, I am incapable of looking at that person or acknowledging them in any way. This is not a choice but an uncontrollable reflex.

6) My favorite colors are color combinations: Crimson and walnut brown, hunter green and gold, pale pink and chocolate brown, midnight blue and silver, deep gray and dove gray.

7) The primary deficit in my life is a sense of not belonging to a clan or family, and of being what I call a Universal Orphan. (I should add that T@F has helped ease that a bit in recent months). Though I don’t fear periodic solitude and in fact need it sometimes, I fear true isolation. I believe this is a natural and normal fear in humans, although most people never experience said fear because of permanent bonds that negate the possibility of isolation.

8) I have a somewhat less explainable fear of being perceived as something other than female. By this I don’t mean being mistaken for a male, but by being perceived as 3rd gendered, or some sort of non-gendered neuter. This is why I wear long hair, makeup, and figure-fitting clothes. I sometimes sense people mentally classifying me as something other than female, and this bothers me, because I’m not.

9) I reflexively speak baby-talk to all dogs unless I consciously stop myself. Conversely, I speak to cats in a low croon.

10) I prefer sitting on the floor or ground to a chair. I have to have the bottom bunk or none at all. I’m happiest living or working on the ground floor of a building. I like air travel, but I’m passionate about walking barefoot.

Bonus track:
11) When I'm eating ziti, penne, or any tube-shaped pasta, I never spear it in the middle. I have to carefully slide one prong of the fork up inside the tube and eat it off the fork that way. I don't suppose there's anything Freudian to that...