So earlier today I saw an article on HuffPost about "The Kiss Heard Round the Sports World"...Pro-bowler Scott Norton kissed his husband after winning a championship, on television.  Now I didn't see it, because quite frankly I don't follow bowling.  But I read through it, because I think things like this are fantastic.  There was a reader comment towards the bottom that was innocuous enough, I suppose, but it made me go up in flames.

"the media's obsession with what gay people do actually perpetuates them as being"different"."

First off... There is a certain "Ugh, I don't want to see two fags kissing, why does the media have to keep focusing on it!" to that statement...  And I can understand it, I guess.  Kind of how I get grossed out watching straight people playing tonsil hockey on every street corner, advertisement, television show, and movie.  GODS FORBID that anyone should see two men, who love each other enough to commit to each other, kissing on TV.

Secondly...and by no means less importantly... I want everyone who reads this to really, really let this wash over you, and permeate your thoughts.  WE ARE NOT THE SAME AS HETEROSEXUALS.  I do not relate to my boyfriend in the same way as my brother relates to his wife, or my mother relates to my father.  I AM different than a heterosexual.  I don't love the same way, I don't think the same way, I AM NOT THE SAME.  If heterosexuals are uncomfortable with us fags as being different, then that's THEIR problem, not ours.  I am comfortable in my own skin, and firmly believe that straight people should be just as comfortable; and I know you're not.  I hear enough bullshit about women going on ridiculous diets because they think they're fat, getting plastic surgery to look prettier, younger, thinner, whatever-the-fuck...  Men who subscribe to this imbecilic maschismo horse-crap...(and gay guys, don't think I don't see you over there trying to butch it up.)  We are who we are, people.  Liking football doesn't make you butch, and liking figure-skating doesn't make you femme.  It just means you like football.  Or figure-skating.  

UGH.

Humans really, really need to stop focusing on this stuff.  We are all different.  Please start celebrating WHO YOU ARE, AND WHO I AM, AND WHO EVERYONE ELSE IS.  You are not better than me because you can recite every Judy Garland song backwards alphabetically, and I'm not better than you because I like to fix my own vehicle.  It just means you have too much time on your hands, and that I'm cheap. 

And I love you for it.

Lions and Tigers and Psychics Oh My!

This weekend was kind of a blur for me.

Got off work early on Friday, went home and took a nap for a few hours, then bought more Magic cards and got to work with those.
Saturday I finally got contacted by T, and she, her husband, and another of their friends came to pick me up.  We went to lunch at Fadi's here in Houston, and it was actually really tasty.  Then we went back to their house, where T's husband conked out on the couch, and she and I went upstairs to play dress-up.
Yeah, I know.
But in all seriousness, we were gearing up for that night.  I got to go read Tarot cards for the Glass Slipper Gala at the Alley Theater.  It was SOOOO much fun.  I was totally rocking this Adam Lambert-goes-to-Ren-Faire thing.  With ginormous butterfly wings.  I read cards and flirted, though I didn't get any numbers or anything.  It was so great to be able to get back into doing readings like that again.  I felt like I'd run a marathon after I was done, though. Thankfully I have People for that...the Light God and I were having conversations all night.
"I've got nothing."
"She's blocking you.  Here. *tweak*"
"Holy crap. <finish reading, girl bursts into tears>  It'll be okay honey.  Have a better evening!"

"This woman is drunk, and obviously in an emotionally fragile state.  I've made one girl cry, I'm not running another off a balcony."
"Look I just give you the message.  You don't want to convey it, that's all you."

Ultimately, I was exhausted emotionally and physically, but really mentally energized, and VERY much psychically WIDE OPEN.  I didn't really get that to shut back down to 'normal' until this morning.  And even then I can tell that I'm still more open that I normally am.

And really I'm okay with that.

I've been doing a lot of work on making myself ready to allow love into my life.  I deleted all the pictures of the last cute guy off my phone; actually, all of the pictures of guys off my phone, and off both computers.  I spoke to M, who I still had feelings for, and finally got him to say that he felt that we should be friends right now.  Now I have all this extra energy, so I've been running that as suggested by Sphinx.  It's actually a really good-weird feeling, feeling like I'm running on full throttle, until I get everything sort of equalized.  Then I am still running stronger, but there's no strain, it's just more smoothly flowing energy.  When I get home tonight I'm getting my room clean and doing journeywork.  I need to talk to some People more face to face.  I've slipped back into the habit of falling asleep when I try and travel if I do it in my bed, and that's not going to work.

Now I really just need to do it and to catch up on my rest.