Happy Weekendness

[queerbychoice]

This has been a lovely weekend. I chatted with AlienDreamer, Arsenothelys, Asrai_D, Dlfke, Embryomystic, Jason M. from the queerchoice mailing list (s/he doesn't have a livejournal, but was using the chatname TransLiberation), MoistGrrlUK, RogueBear, SubtlyIronic, and Volsi all together in the #QueerByChoice chatroom on DALnet. We competed with each other to see who was wearing the most interesting socks (Arsenothelys won, by wearing mauve socks with yellow geometric shapes on them). And in the midst of all that . . . my LiveJournal permanent account finally got processed!!!!

I am happy now.

I also posted a Queerchoice Member Profile for Jason C. (not the same person as Jason M. mentioned above).

And go read this wonderful entry by Arsenothelys, who was responding to a homophobe, starting with the reply, "You're absolutely right. It's perfectly possible to 'be taught' to be gay; in fact, I taught myself to be gay! It's one of the best things that ever happened to me . . ."

There are so many nice brilliant loveable people showing up lately. I wonder where they've been all my life.

Now I shall go fiddle with my fancy new permanent account and see if I can figure out how to make it do anything fun.

Comments

[queerbychoice.livejournal.com]

Haha, thanks for the bamboo. :-)

When I was in high school, two years (well, actually it was one year and eleven months) passed during which I was the only person I'd ever met who I knew was queer (queer by anything). During that time, the slightest mention of any queer person at all made me all excited and celebrative. When, at the end of my senior year in high school, I did finally start meeting other queer people, I celebrated each one of their existences excitedly and counted carefully on my fingers, "This makes three queer people I know of that I've met now during my lifetime!!!"

I don't know if you can relate to that or not, because from what you've said in your journal it doesn't seem that meeting other queer people was ever as much of an obsessive fascination for you as it was for me - and for people growing up with internet access, it's probably impossible to ever be nearly as isolated from other queer people as I was (since I didn't get internet access for the first time until college). But generally, if there's any characteristic of yourself where practically everyone you meet is terribly hostile to it and you've very rarely met anyone else who shared that same characteristic, then it becomes really overwhelmingly exciting to meet anyone else who does share that characteristic.

It's been a while since high school and I'm not usually totally obsessively fascinated every time I get to meet a Real Live Queer Person (TM) anymore. But queer by choice people are rarer (from what little data I have, they seem to comprise approximately 10% of the queer community), so I haven't yet gotten over my fascination and excitement about meeting them. Maybe someday I will; it makes sense that I would eventually. But it just hasn't happened yet.

That's okay though; you're still a nice, brilliant and awfully lovable panda bear too!