1,2,3,4,5,6,7. Seven, Seven Drag Queens

A brief, fond moment: meeting a girl's mother and politely introducing yourself as a friend while knowing you are screwing her daughter.
Note: This moment popped into my head and has nothing to do with any recent events in my life

Recap of June, so far:

Still trying to break out of the lazy spell and attempting to get myself back into shape. Alaska, you're killing me, you wreck all my chances of a July- August gym membership and I fear I will be spending another season wearing knee socks.

I actually coached goalies for my high school, Jr isn't too shabby shes just unfortunately maybe 4'11", and the JV girl is willing to pay me for lessons. I will be the Goalie Whisperer, and this too shall end up in my book. They made it to sectional semi's which is equal to as far as the team has ever gone (they got blown out, when i made it we lost in double OT, I'll never forget that game).

There's a girl. SAY WHAT!? Well, you heard me. I'm choosing not to disclose much more info on the subject due to its potential social potency.

I took a teammate of mine to Boston Pride, she was very excited to go although I need to accompany her due to a fear of riding the T alone. I understand, some gays are very scary. Despite the slight rain it was a very gay event...as it should have been and I was glad to see multiple friends. Good lord there were a lot of drag queens, and a couple did a real disservice to my eyes. I beg of you, if you read this blog, do not wear a speedo.

I've been writing a bit lately (well, no shit). Some music, some poetry, experimenting with some Open D tuning on the guitar and just using it to really mellow me out. It's been amazing try to delve into a bluegrass style lately, can't say I'm doing it not impress someone but worse  things have been done to get attention. Plus some of the tunes ain't half bad.

Guess I've been reading and viewing other media a lot lately. TED talks* have been great bed time stories, I found out the Buddha was a pragmatist (score!), I've battled my family, and lost, at jeopardy.

Beauty Queens by Libba Bray cracked me up
Harmonic Feedback by Tara Kelly gave me some insight into people on the autistic spectrum

That's all I got for now. Big week coming up, I cannot fathom what will truly await me, I just hope I pack everything I need.

*Future blog post on what it is to be wrong

~ Rizzle

And I Lost My Crochet Hook

I can't get into the details cause honestly, there isn't enough room. But, I'll say this much. Being a lesbian is tough, and its only made worse by other lesbians. Thank you.

I spent a great night in new hampshire, had some great conversations with friends, and someone have mercy I've been sitting on my ass. And I lost my crochet hook.