uprooting

long time no post! don’t act surprised, y’all know I suck at this. but anyway, here’s what’s new and grand in the life of jules.

1) still a dude. yep. it’s going fine, nothing new and magical to report, spare a few stray back hairs (lord help me if I end up with a summer sweater.)

2) I’m moving! again! since the last post I graduated, moved outta my place in oakland, and trekked down to orange county to stay with mom and dad for a month. it’s been lovely getting extra family time, but it’s time to go. where, you might ask?

3) I’m about to embark on my cross country “tour”. quotes because I’m not really actually planning to see anything touristy. mostly I’ll just be schlepping across, making friends, and eating a lot of junk food. oh, and listening to a few books on tape. not sure how that’ll work out but it could be interesting. mystery novels and whatnot.

4) SUMMER CAMP! shay (the boyfriend) and I are spending july volunteering at a summer camp in upstate new york. he’ll be doing training for counselors, and I’ll be doing filler work: answering phones, cooking, cleaning, errands, etc. This of course means that I will have no phone and, gasp, no internet for a MONTH. which will be…. well I don’t know how that’ll be. detox, I guess. if you wanna write me a postcard you can find the address on the website: Camp Little Notch.

5) anyway, after camp my plans are still up in the air. thinking of settling in philadelphia for a while, but I’m not positive. I’m a pretty plan-oriented person, so not knowing what’s next is kind of a big leap for me. probably not a bad thing though.

so yeah, that’s all the news that’s fit to print here. maybe I’ll post a video so y’all can see my big fuzzy skull. eh, later. I’ve still got lots of packing to do and snacks to eat!

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8 months on T– updates :)

January 23, 2011 Leave a comment
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lazy blogger

October 2, 2010 1 comment

vloggin’ up a storm here in the treehouse! 4 things:

1) I’ve been on T for over 4 months now! thrilling!
2) I downloaded some video editing software so now I can cut out boring pieces from my videos. excellent. I can also add really cheesy effects. just you wait.
3) if you the video won’t play when you click it, try again later– it’s still being processed by youtube as I’m posting this.
4) if you’re not familiar with the massive amounts of suicides among queer youths this month, please look into it. bullying is a serious issue and is driving kids to their deaths. if you can get involved with some kind of queer youth org, or wanna check out The Trevor Project, please do. At least look it up. It’s good stuff to be aware of.

So, on a less depressing note, my oily face!

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KITTENS! a special treehouse update

September 10, 2010 Leave a comment

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Mills Trannies!

September 4, 2010 Leave a comment

I really ought to make another video soon, my voice is dropping and I wanna document. But I don’t have time at the moment, so here’s a video from before summer. Made for an orientation seminar at school, the video asks the epic, and often pointless, question “What does it mean to be a mills woman?” If you get bored, you can skip to 3:30 to see my response.

Also, it’s super hilarious that the tags (keywords) for the video were as follows:
* Mills College
* Womyn
* Transgendered
* Tranny
* Orientation
* what is a woman

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Manscaping

August 28, 2010 Leave a comment

[a note: I am bored with this blog. I am going to try and be more entertaining in order to maintain my own interest. Sorry if this is too crude for your taste. I hear Martha Stewart’s website is rather wholesome, if you prefer.]

Have you ever spaced out in the shower, and in the middle of happily scrubbing your pits, realized you were using shampoo? I mean, I guess it works for that, armpits are hairy, shampoo is for hair. But still, the shampoo was meant for my head.

I had wanted to use “dark temptation” scented Axe for my armpits, a foul smelling body wash with a vaguely racist name that Jess had given me after buying a two-pack. But I was so busy spacing out about something, that the shampoo did not reach its intended destination.

Transitioning has kind of been like that so far. One moment you’re naked facebooking and the next you’re realizing your pubes are in an entirely different configuration than when you last paid any attention to them.

we are no longer the knights who say NI!

Whoever thought being a boy would require more maintenance? Staying on top of this body hair is seriously time consuming. And the worst part is I can’t even see most of it. Rewind three days—roommate Kira returns from San Francisco with a new tattoo on her shoulder. Tipsy and face down on the couch, she asks roommate Elissa and I if someone could wash the fresh inky wound for her. Being the queasy and vaguely insensitive boy I am, I hollered (without looking up from my laptop) “ANTI-DIBS. DO NOT WANT.” Elissa, being the saintly and iron stomached girl she is, volunteered.

kira says

Let’s just have a moment for how poorly constructed humans are, from an evolutionary standpoint. We have huge portions of our bodies we can’t see or touch. Which I’m guessing is why we live in packs and such. Clearly I was meant to be an anthropologist.

please avoid the obvious joke here.

Anyway, Kira seemed to understand my desire to be useless to her and let it go without much sass. Which brings us to yesterday. As of late, my butt has been a site of all sorts of surprising and overwhelming, untamable hair growth. Which is… something I am capable of…. detecting without… assistance. I’ll leave it at that. But, the area above my butt crack (i.e. the tramp-stamp department) is a mystery to me. I turn and twist and stretch, but the lighting in the hallway sucks and the medicine cabinet’s mirror in the bathroom is too high and far away to really see if anything’s sprouting in that region. There was only option left.

Me: “Kiraaaaaaaaaaaaaa.”

Kira: “what.”

Me: “I have a weird favor to ask.”

Kira: “ooooookayyyy…”

Me: “will you look and see if I have new back hair?”

Kira: “…”

God bless you, Kira, for not dwelling on my failure to wash your tattoo. After that long, awful pause, she responded with a resilient “Sure!” and followed me into our well-lit kitchen to look. To be fair, I’m sure Elissa would’ve been equally helpful had she been home.

Also, as it turns out, yes, I do have new back hair. And it’s only going to get worse.

thus, the humans created tools.

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7th T shot- a video extravaganza!

August 16, 2010 2 comments

that’s right, folks at home, this post contains a REAL LIVE VIDEO (oxymoron?) of a REAL LIVE SELF INJECTION in my REAL LIVE THIGH. Woo! If you’re scared of needles, you may wanna skip over this post. Otherwise, enjoy! Oh and don’t worry, there’s no blood in this.

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