Tina's wanderings around the world

It was only a matter of time before they found it, but scientists have begun to find the genetic explanation to why some people born one sex feel that they really belong to the opposite sex. That it's not a "lifestyle" choice, but is in fact biological. http://www.smh.com.au/text/articles/2008/10/16/1224955854977.html

I went through a phase during my UW college years, a phase where I was quite obsessed with Dave Matthews, to the point where I would have dreams with him in them. First, I would dream I was wandering around casually in Seattle (sometimes with one of my dormmates who was equally obsessed) and then all of a sudden there he would be and we would strike up conversation and he would give me clues as to where he lived. (That's really all I wanted, was to know where his house was.) Eventually the dreams turned into marriage proposals and his angry wife coming after me. Then the dreams disappeared altogether. Well, last night he made a reappearance--as the owner of a cafe (in the dream it was the Lighthouse, but it really wasn't, it was some cafe attached to an Albertsons). I strolled on in and mentioned how his cookies could use an upgrade, to which he responded that he'd heard I could help out with that. So right then and there, I started whipping up a batch of cookies in the caf...

I was walking down the street yesterday on my way home from the train station when I was hit by a double-dose of South America flashbacks. First I walked by some guy who stared and then muttered at me under his breath, then a few seconds later a car of guys drove past and honked, yelling, "Hey gorgeous!" out of their window. And all of a sudden I had an epiphany. I finally figured out why I got all of that attention in South America--karma. Major karma. When I was 10 years old, my best friend Amber and I (and I think maybe even my sisters, too) thought it was great fun to yell at all of the pedestrians as we were driving by. "Nice butt!" we'd yell to all people not in the protection of their own four-wheel vehicle. We thought it was great fun. Well, 14 years later, I had to deal with all the ramifications the universe could throw in my face. I understand, universal forces, I now understand that's not a polite way to treat our fellow people. I have a feeling ...

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Not updated for far too long, but certainly not forgotten. I have been lost in the working world and falling into a...dare I say it...routine. Finally, finally, finally I have been able to enjoy the fruits of a routine! It has been lovely, my dears, quite lovely indeed. There is now a regular inflow into my bank account, rather than the rapidly decreasing funds my account has seen in the past year. This has been a positive change. :) There has also been some almost-daily exercise going into the regimen (does three out of the seven days a week count as "almost"?) and vegetable consumption that has reached levels this body has never seen. Whooie! The weekends have mostly been spent traveling here and there and...my writing has suffered as a result. It's not necessarily an unhappy change since I've spent the last year inside my head and I'm now beginning to crawl back out. I have been wanting to write and there are beautiful thoughts that cross my mind periodically t...