My Cardboard Balcony

Holy moly, what a week. Where to begin? Well, for starters, there was a fucking fire just a little bit away from Arden's and my condo. We had to force poor Binx into a carrier and wait outside where the local firefighters put it out. That put me in a mood for the rest of the week. Wrapping up the equivalent of a semester within a quarter's time is, and remains, super difficult. I hate still accidentally hurting people I love. Can I please just be a perfect android already? Tonight was so fun, though. OK Zoomer did a mash-up of Peanuts and Hocus Pocus, and I was living for it. I also got to play Peppermint Patty - my first lesbian icon! I know, I know - don't slap an orientation on a cartoon kid. But come on. Peppermint Patty x Marcie = endgame! I am super grateful for the friends I've made, despite most of them being on the east coast and very, very far away from me. But there's a lot of fun stuff on the horizon. Also, vote for Biden. You vote for Trump, and I want

Puerile by Belinda Roddie Here they are: the puerile portraits of my own juvenile delinquency. Note the femininity in attire in the very early phases. In future years, we emphasize the choice in a white polo shirt. See how, in swimming pools, I purify my soul with chlorine. See how, in these photographs, my father smiles with ease. I am unashamed of my past, though I would never relive it, no matter how much you paid me. Well...I'd maybe settle for a Benjamin if I went back with the adult brain I have now. But that's asking for too much, isn't it? Funny how advanced technology still produces poor renderings of photos done on film. The cinematic, at long last, is finished. Now the real games can begin. The games of me forging delusions on binder paper and bound journals. The amusements of lies and the grandiosities of rejection. The wide-eyed naivety before adolescence punched me in the imaginary nads. To my past self: You'll be much happer in a couple of decades or so.

Say Cheese by Belinda Roddie Sometimes, I wish my official job was taking stock photos.