Gothic Granola

A video primer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UsQTzxzDYjw

As I am going to be a panelist on the Words Made Flesh: Intersections of Sexuality, Gender Identity, and Spirituality panel at my  alma interfectoris  LGBT alumni conference next weekend, I wanted to share a symbol I now wear on my right hand. As there’s no way to tell if a person’s ace(asexual) without asking them, the ace ring was born on AVEN or another similar online forum ( symbology here ; check out this blog post for  details on the ring ).

I bought some lotion the other day. Kiss My Face’s “Super-Hydrating Moisturizer” in coconut variety. I had a coupon and my hands are cracking from all the hand-washing I do and from working in a cold environment (yeah, nobody wants to work those registers by the door). In hindsight, I reflected, as I rubbed the thick cream on my hands before putting on my Halloween sock-gloves before bed, I could’ve saved myself a couple bucks and put coconut oil on my hands. Granted, my sheets would’ve become uber-greasy but my chapped hands might knit back together, thus, uh, lubricated.

I believe one should speak one's mind. I have nothing nice, as in pleasant or organised, to say right now, coming off or through the job transition, so I will not say anything. Not here, anyway. Much processing to keep doing. Today I present Miceli Brownies, or "Knock You Nakeds," caramel-filled brownies or cake bars. They are dense, chewy, and mad crazy sweet. I invite your submissions of your rhapsodical memories from Lenape or Princeton when my mother or I made them and brought them to events or I returned to school with a container in tow.