The Center is flooded with girls for Ladyfest….and I mean GIRLS. I cannot even remember back to when I was that young.
I went upstairs to talk to the Harvey Milk fellows. In order to “help” me feel a little younger, and fit into the crowd of girls (which has now expanded to the sidewalk), they gave me a lolli-pop.

Tons of lube to be found in my office…but no batteries….for my discman!!

My girlfriend and I saw a few films at the Independent Film Festival. One which really stood out was “You Don’t Know What I Got”, which was excellent. Ladyfest has included this film in their line up. I recommend everyone see this film, and I guarantee that you will fall in love with Myrtle Stedman, just as we did.

There are 3 workshops happening here at the Center at the same time…. I’m torn.
These two sound really cool;

How to be a Cable Access TV Star
Starting Your own Record Label

However, I’m a bit intrigued by this one:

Stilt-Making and Stilt-Walking

You know what makes me feel old?????

-the girls at Ladyfest.

I went in to pet poopy this morning. The bathroom is clean, and as soon as I opened the door poopy started meow-ing “hello” to me. I was comforted by that sound. I found poopy’s brush and simply held it up- poopy went crazy with passion over that brush, and started rubbing her little face all over it. I continued to brush, pet and talk to poopy for a few minutes (not to be arrogant, however, that may prove to be the best few minutes of poopy’s whole day), then wished her a good day and went into my own –cat-free bathroom to get ready for work.

The Rickie Lake show just called our Outreach & Volunteer Coordinator. They are looking for Transgender people for an “a day in the life of” show.

Two words for you buddy:

Exploitation & victimization

“Bite me buddy, I don’t even have nuts yet, but bite me”

Today the fortune in my cookie read:

“You have a natural grace and great consideration for others”

I hadn't seen poopy cat for about 2 weeks...so yesterday, I decided to look in on her... I opened the BATHROOM door (for that is where she has been confined...If she were a human, would this not be considered ABUSE??!!! Hell, it still is!!!) to find a complete mess. There was her litterbox on a little space carpet..sitting next to the box, was a poo. The room smelled like neglect (last night, I find that they (the evil mother and boyfriend) have turned on the fan in the bathroom to ventilate the room). I was concerned; especially because poopy made no noise...made no acknowledgement that someone had opened the door... I found that the roommate has moved poopys "furniture" into the bathroom...she was curled up in the little cubby-hole of this piece. I went to pet her, and she seemed groggy...or would that be depressed...(have I mentioned that I previously had a dream about a dying cat). This is gross, and is going WAY TOO FAR!!! I am concerned about poopy..for I really don't know how long she will last under these circumstances.... Later in the day...I asked the roommate about the situation with poopy. She looked at me (as if trying to be…compassionate??!!) and said that she is keeping poopy in the bathroom for a while because she (poopy) is stressed. (NO doubt due to the abuse from her mother). She said she took poopy to the vet, who confirmed. yes, poopy is indeed stressed. Honestly, I don't even believe that she took poopy to the vet...from that point on, I looked at her in disbelief, because I think she is lying...and I can't believe she is so delusional...AND does she really think I'M that stupid??!! Then she goes into her "rational reasoning" as to WHY poopy is stressed...she once again brings up the ex-roommate (who has not even been in the house for a month!)..however, this time, she puts a spin on it...as she used to blame HIM for poopys stress...she now says that it was the ex-roommates BROTHER....she tells me that apparently, HE was not nice to poopy, and used to "abuse" her in some way as to stress poopy out. She tells me (honesty, I think she BELIEVES her own delusions) that every time the brother came over..poopy would get stressed and then poop on the rug. WHAT THE HELL??!!!!! I don't think I've even seen the brother in about 6 weeks or longer!! I told her I was unaware of THAT abuse, and that I think poopy is acting out because she wants attention. She AVOIDS this comment....then says the vet. said she is healthy...just stressed...then she tells me that she goes in to brush poopy (when is this I'd like to know...all I ever hear is both of them going into the bathroom..dumping, then leaving...no words to poopy at all. That is what they think of poopy now...in a place where they relieve themselves and then leave), and see how she is doing. She says's poopy seems all right, however she HATES it when they get in the shower (can you believe they leave the cat in the bathroom when they take showers together??!!). I ask her when poopy will be reintroduced to the outside world....she says she will keep poopy in the bathroom for another week...then bring her into her room..but the most important thing is to keep her out of the hall (for she poops there because it's the most visual place...and HOPEFULLY if she poops there, her mother will notice her). I tell her that my concern is about her health...the roommate once again assures me that the vet said she is fine...just stressed... At that point the roommate walks away...and I once again am amazed and stunned by her idiocy and lack of responsibility towards her own animal. I have ZERO respect for my roommate and her boyfriend....ZERO, and therefore have NO desire to interact with them beyond what is necessary. Last night, they had a couple guests over....and outside my door, I could hear them showing the guests around the house. This amazes me in because their room is a MESS- it is utter chaos with bags, boxes, clothes and JUNK scattered around...and they have no shame in showing others the way they live...I think it's just respectful to CLEAN, especially if you know someone will be stopping by....however...I digress. As they brought the guest to the bathroom (I can hear them talk, as the bathroom is right outside of my door), they say, "and this bathroom contains the cat". Later, I hear the girl say, in regards to the abused cat..."but do you think she's happy in there?" I hear my roommate respond, "well, I don't think she's happy right now"... So....I guess the roommate will "deal" with poopy when she is ready...others needs take a backseat to the neurotic delusional self-centered roommate... There seems to be movement around the flat right now...and a vacuum outside my door, in the bathroom.... I hope poopy is all right. I think I am going to call the SPCA and ask them for suggestions.