Call Me Trixie

Yesterday was an important day for my community as it was Pansexual Pride Day. It's funny to me when ignorant cisgender types ask "why do all these queer groups need their own holiday? Why don't I get my own holiday?" You did: Drumpf insisted on a military parade through DC, it destroyed their roads and was a complete embarrassment. Congratulations! Anyway, it's important that each subgroup within the LGBTQ umbrella is recognized with their own day. That way, more people can become better informed about them. I'll be the first to tell anyone that I'm not expert on every subgroup. In fact, I just learned yesterday the definition of an omnisexual individual and the difference between them and people who identify as pansexual. Essentially, for others who were unaware, omnisexual means that they love all genders but do place importance on certain genders over others. Pansexual means that they love all genders as well but are essentially gender blind; hearts ov...

Hello, my loves. I hope you had a lovely weekend. Mine wasn't too glamorous or exciting. A change of pace from how it usually goes for me. I was planning to do some hair removal again this past weekend but that got pushed to the side for now. I do plan to revisit that before this upcoming weekend as I'm expecting a certain someone to ask me out at some point (hopefully soon) and I want to be ready. I don't want to jinx myself though so I'll say no more about them or the situation until it actually happens lol. Anyway, this past weekend, I picked up my daughter from her mother on Saturday. We did some holiday shopping plus picked up some cold medicine for my mom (she's been under the weather for about a week now). In fact, I've finished up my holiday shopping. I didn't spend nearly as much as last year but considering our new big purchase in 2024 was a new computer, table, and chair, that was already a given. I also had to do some adult stuff around the house...

When it comes to music, I can literally listen to just about anything. It's an easy thing to say but it happens to be true for me. Except for most country songs anyway. Some of that is because of not enjoying that "southern twang" while the other reason is the political differences I have with the messages being presented in certain songs (Jason Aldean can go screw himself, btw). There are days where I feel like hard rock. Others I feel like pop or hip hop. Others still, it's a punk and emo sort of day. Some days, I'm up for old school songs from the 60s or 70s. Some days, I'm looking for the best from the current age. There are even some days when I enjoy classical music. The most interesting days are when I want different genres back to back. Like I've had going on all this week. Anyone who grew up in the 90s as a wrestling fan knows the theme song of the nWo. Well, did you know that it's a real song by an actual artist? It's true. I found it on ...

As mentioned earlier this week, the current video game I'm playing is Ghost of Yotei. For those unfamiliar, it takes place in Japan in 1603 and is a revenge tale involving the female protagonist Atsu as she attempts to track down and kill the Yotei Six: a group that killed her family and left her for dead. Since I loved the previous title, Ghost of Tsushima (as well as Japanese culture in general), I've been really enjoying this game so far. In fact, I fell in love with one character who wasn't even the main protagonist (although I think Atsu is an awesome ass kicker). Now, if you're planning to play this game or haven't gotten this far yet, I will be discussing some spoilers. You've been warned lol. At this point in the story, I've defeated both the Snake and the Oni (you're required to kill the Snake at the beginning but can then jump around any way you wish). I decided to progress to the north and take on the Kitsune (Fox) before progressing to take o...

As I noted not long ago, my Love Language is Physical Touch (followed by Words of Affirmation). Well, that was made super obvious recently. Not long ago, I was driving around with Griffin. We were listening to Papa Roach's "Last Resort." It got to the line of "Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine." I respond with "Do you think I'm fine, Griffin? I think I'm SO fine." He responded by licking his index finger and putting it to my shoulder. Playfully, I jumped and joked "Oooh! You found my g-spot!" He responded by gently sliding his finger up and down my arm. At first, I was playfully moaning as he did so. But the more he did, the more my moans became real. I was so excited by how he was touching me that I had to beg him to stop. I didn't want him to but I was worried about us wrecking while I experienced this feeling of ecstasy.  All from a simple touch. I was so excited and aroused that if we would've had a private place in...

I often wonder how people see me whenever I go out as Trixie. Am I passable as a woman or does everyone still see me as masculine? I know that I'm AMAB and since I didn't begin identifying as genderfluid until later in life, some things about myself will always be masculine: my chin, my Adam's apple, my bone structure, my muscle tone, my natural voice.  Some things can be altered with surgery but not everything can be and not only are surgeries expensive but can have complications. No guarantee of success means I'm saving my money on such things. Now, I have had some success when going out with people at least identifying me with feminine pronouns. Sadly, that wasn't always the case during my trip a couple of weeks ago. Despite being Trixie the entire weekend (except behind closed doors), this is what I heard most of the time: "Excuse me, fella." "Coming through, guys." "Thanks for coming out, pal." Even the person I was with kept going...

Hello, my loves. I hope you had a great weekend and a lovely Thanksgiving (to those who celebrate it). Really though, it didn't feel like a usual Thanksgiving this year. Granted, there was all the usual food, the parade on TV, wall to wall football...but the togetherness wasn't really there. I'd mentioned last week how my family used to have big Thanksgiving parties every year but between people passing on, growing older or just moving away, that hasn't happened for several years now (possibly since COVID, I think). On Thanksgiving day, we had my daughter in the morning before we dropped her off to my ex at their church. That lead to this exchange: Ex: Are you guys here yet? Me: Yeah we just pulled into the parking lot (in fact, the only parking lot the church has). Ex: The parking lot...on which side of the building? Me (dumbfounded): The back area where the main parking lot is at. Off the street parking. Ex: You mean down the back alley? Me (frustrated now): Yes, wher...