You can find me over here too.

If you’re in Seattle, I’ll see you at CC’s tonight.

Biblically accurate polyamory flag: the heart inside the Google Calendar logo.

If I hear some straight asshole saying, “your body, my choice,” I’m gonna grab him by the goddamned neck, look straight into his eyes, and tell him, “Your body, my choice. Hope you’re ready, little boy.” A little gay panic. As a treat.

Been quite the year.

513 now. And yeah, I’m big, but I’m not big enough. Big and enough actually make no sense together. There is no big enough.

Or 700… 800?

I am bigger and stronger than I give myself credit for, and I am reminded of that every time I travel.