#am old

[inonibird]

Happy International Asexuality Day! 20 years since discovering I was Ace, damn.

[00lemonfizz00]

I'm 30+1

[artsymeeshee]

It’s officially the 14th for me which means it’s the day of the birth! I am now the ripe old age of 29

[maned-dog]

Da borfday boy..

[mundane-theron-sca-etienne]

I sometimes think about writing on my fairly late in life gender-revision. I tend to open book so much of my life online, and am out to most of my hobby and work and online friends as ENBY, but for all of that, whenever I try to write about it, I feel like I’m raising more questions than anything else. I still present very CIS-male. I tried for a little ambiguity, but I didn’t recognize the face staring back at me. I don’t get fussed on pronouns. People who use “they” are putting sprinkles on the donut. Maybe that’s some form of male-presenting privilege, I don’t know.

Because of my very tenor voice and unusual name, I’ve been misgendered on the phone since forever. Correcting folks who addressed me as “ma’am” never seemed worth the trouble and was honestly kind of funny sometimes. Heck, it still happens.

I found a frame full of photos my mother compiled over the years as a gift to me. Looking at 20-something me, I was certainly a twink. Not really masc-attracted, but the energy is staring me in the face.

I definitely believe lot of the late start on this was really a lack of vocabulary. When I was in college as a theater major, wearing make-up on stage or off, it was imitating pop stars who were “gender-bending” to be transgressive. I didn’t see it as expressing anything more. But looking at the photographic evidence, I wonder if I’d had a bit more introspection and vocabulary beyond “gay,” “straight,” and “bi,” things might be different.

Mostly, I got tired of everything associated with traditional masculinity a long time ago and decided I was done with performing. That and having gender-thieves in my SCA household who much younger, and far more introspective and self-aware than I was at their ages.

Hmm, guess I wrote something after all. I’m waiting for them to turn up at the house tonight, so I guess that inspired some navel-gazing. Or something. Maybe it’s just time.

[stupidphototricks]

Bel-Shamharoth, C'hulagen, the Insider--the hideous old dark gods of the Necrotelicomnicon, the book known to certain mad adepts by its true name of Liber Paginarum Fulvarum, are always ready to steal into a slumbering mind. The nightmares are often colorful and always unpleasant.

-- Terry Pratchett, Equal Rites

In Pratchett-induced head-slap moments: I recognized that Necrotelicomnicon was a play on Necronomicon (Book of the Dead) when I first read Equal Rites, and that the named gods were spoofing things like C'thulhu, but. It took me until my recent rereading ~30 years later to look up the translation for the Latin.

It's.

...The Book of Yellow Pages.

(ouch, and thank you Sir Terry may I have another)

[tealfling]

Elves & druids can live a Thousand years.

Halsin is an old man, like a 35 year old is an old man.