Month in entertainment
- Shows: Supergirl and The Flash are back! So is Arrow, but I need to catch up on that one! Ah—by the way, I’m a huge nerd when it comes to Arrowverse. 😳 (And I watch MOSTLY Shondaland and The CW as far as cable television goes.)
- Movies (11): Neighbors 2: Sorority Rising, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children, Ponyo, Hidden Figures, Little Mermaid, The Hot Chick, Storks, College Road Trip, Jackie, Passengers
- Read (4): The Day the Angels Fell, All She Left Behind, The Missing, The Proving
- Reading: Many Sparrows by Lori Benton, The Host by Stephanie Meyer
- Books gained: The Host
Month in photos
These are mostly photos from the GFAF Expo because I didn’t take much more than that?? But they’re mostly of my baby cousin Solara, Charlise’s daughter (six months), who was mostly carried on her back. She was super distracting. I was supposed to be covering the Expo, and yet my Instagram feed is 90 percent her, basically. 😅
Month in milestones
- I read four books this month.
- I vacuumed my room all up.~
- I managed to get sick/catch a cold. SO MISERABLE.
- I did my laundry during the day—AND on a Tuesday. Tuesdays used to be my laundry days, but I began doing my laundry at night when I had enough for a load. Being sick, my laundry piled up and I used what little energy I had for being up and about on washing and folding—and putting away—all my clothes. 😀
- I put 40 pieces of my clothing into our garage sale. I made $11.50. I spent it on shit I needed, and now it’s almost all gone.
Month in waiting.
Something that made me happy this month…
…was going by Jane at the Expo itself. Last year, and even before when I had domains with “Jane” in them, people got confused a lot. It was awkward to explain, “Oh, yeah, well, I’m legally changing my first name because it’s not who I am, and it’s not like my actual parents named me, but more like a consolation prize, like, ‘I don’t like the names your dad chose, your mother didn’t show care, so I’m gonna name you this because I want to,’ from another relative, so I think I deserve to change to the name I most/best identify with…and then there’s the whole PTSD/DID stuff…” (Well, not in so many words, but just by way of “I’m legally changing my name to Jane”.)
I really felt more like myself, like people there saw me this time, and it wasn’t awkward or weird—people called me Jane, and it just clicked—there was no “Oh, wait, that’s me” going on, because it felt innate, like yes, this is me, this has been who I am all along.
I’d made a poll on Twitter, despite it being a personal decision regardless, because a small part of me felt like it did need some sort of validation, because that small part of me feels guilty that I can’t just “deal with” not identifying with my legal first name like other people who dislike theirs do “just because that’s how it is”. I felt disheartened when I noticed some people had voted against it, and it is for this reason I am glad Twitter polls are anonymous.