a girl's whose name begins and ends with "a"

cuz otherwise this beat ain't got no/time for you!

baby baby baby, i was just remembering what an influence TLC and especially miz LEFT EYE has been on my life and sound.

i think what i've realized as of late, especially of moving to montreal, is that once again, i'm open to trust and to asking for help if i need it. i think i got so caught up internalizing the lesson of "no one will ever come through for you" bullshit that i was starting to work my life around exactly that.

coming here, i've decided for the first time in a long time, i'm going to have a roomate. i'll live alone for the summer, but once september comes, it's time to get my butt back to the plateau and assume my life with a roomate. she's awesome and it's going to be an adjustment of course, but at least i won't have my first winter here alone in my house. it will be nice to have someone to work with, to make meals with, to talk to, and get to know...

i've just come back from salsa class, and although i feel a bit lumpy compared to the instructor and some of the skinny minis in my class (and i do know better than to compare myself to other women) i found out that i actually trust the comraderie of being in dance/cardio classes with others. it's way better than trying to do your own thing on a cardio machine, but i will set up my appointment with a trainer to get my toning workouts under way again. though even after just a few days, i can see the definition in my arms creeping back, whoo hoo!

so, it's all about community and including yourself and making the most of all the respective communities that you might occupy. that and i've become part of all the communities that have ever embraced me. so, that makes me a bit of a hippie angry black gay man trapped in an asian girl's body who will be writing until one of her friends puts a big spoke through the wheel of her chair rolling down a hill attempting to fly. werd.