Mother hen and her chicks at my feet in the cafe of the botanical garden

Accidentally said "muchas gracias" instead of "obrigada" to the woman who brought me my pastel de natã and orange juice, didn't realize what I had done until I heard her tsking as she walked away.

I'm becoming the type of madrileña all other Iberians love to hate.

O porto da cidade de Ponta Delgada com uma colina e o sol nascente

Just one Jew's opinion, but all my opinions are correct

Still not the way. Hanukkah is objectively the worst Jewish holiday. We can't combat evil with evil, and the ends don't justify the means.

No, this is not the way.

Yesterday when I got my nails done, I was one of two customers in the salon, and both of us were trans women.

The queer radical in me (the part of me that talks publicly about getting fisted in bathhouses) is suspicious of this assimilationist impulse I have to emphasize familial normalcy, professional respectability, and common decency. But I think it helps.

He just took a call from his 18-year-old daughter (apologetically again), and we spoke briefly about our respective 18-year-olds.

In these kinds of customer service interactions, I am always quite conscious that I might be the only trans person someone sees all week.

We had a conversation in which I ended up explaining my whole deal (New Yorker, visiting friends in Toronto, heading home to Spain, scientist partner for whose position we are applying for visas). The driver gendered Espose as he/him which is fine.

"Dissolution of the Little Face of God" is the best description I've seen for a prostatic orgasm.

Heck yes