Japanese Gulch – Mukilteo, WA


Josh and I got married last weekend. I will post more about that in a little bit.

We spent 15 months preparing for the big day, and the final two weeks were the busiest weeks of my life. We had a total of five days of events to coordinate, and after our final event (four hours of cooking Sri Lankan curry for 20 people) we decided to skip a traditional honeymoon, and stay in the Seattle area.


We decided to go with Japanese Gulch in Mukilteo, since it was an old growth forest trail within an hour of city. Even though it was my idea, I was skeptical how much I would enjoy it considering my previous exposure of Mukilteo showed me a long strip of abandoned strip malls and car repair shops. Not exactly the most attractive surroundings.

Turns out, I was wrong to judge. The part of the city where the trail is located is in the old town along the coast. At the water is a ferry to take passengers to Whidbey Island, and an old lighthouse. The town felt like a coastal village in Maine.


Our hike through the forest trail took us past a creek, along a railroad track, and down a hill to the coast along the sound. At the water’s edge is a short trail to a rocky beach. Our favorite moment was when we sat together on a log on the beach and made jokes for a solid 5 minutes. Small little things like that remind us why we are doing so well together.


Though it was a short visit and we were back home before sunset, we had a fantastic time because it took little planning to get there.

We are taking an actual honeymoon to Spain sometime in the second half of 2017, but this was about all we could handle so soon after the wedding. Josh will spend the two weeks eating Jamón ibérico while I try to stay alive on cheese, potatoes, and red wine at every meal.


This was posted on my Facebook earlier today. I am posting it here for people I know that don’t have Facebook, and for a record of my feelings surrounding this tragic event.

I want to publicly thank everyone who has been in contact with me or Josh in the past two days. The events in Orlando put us in a bad place, and we appreciate your love.
That said, there are things that are bothering me about what happened that I want to share.

I’m sure you’ve seen many politicians and religious leaders with a great deal of influence that would have you believe that this was a terrorist attack on all Americans. They would have you believe that a tougher immigration policy and more surveillance would’ve prevented this. Those people are wrong.

This was an attack on the queer and trans communities by a US citizen that purchased his weapon legally.

The terrorist in this case targeted queer and trans people, and acted without support from an organization. The only thing that would prevented this would’ve been tougher gun restrictions, and a culture that didn’t demonize anyone that isn’t cisgendered or heterosexual. Not to mention his wife, who was fully aware of his plans and didn’t report it.

I’m angry at the person who did this, but I’m also angry at the people that would erase the identities of the victims. This is the largest mass shooting in the US, and the largest targeted act of violence against queer people. The majority of people that died were not only queer, but also POC.

All of these communities are constantly under attack from our political system, whether it is being denied employment because of their sexuality, being denied public restrooms that match their gender identify, being profiled for the color of their skin, or sweeping generalizations based on assumed nationality, faith, and immigration status.
You know what the part about this that sucks the most? Nothing will happen. Someone shot kids in an elementary school a few years ago and our gun laws didn’t change. The laws didn’t change because there is a culture of fear, and people care more about their material possessions more than the life of a stranger. I don’t expect the same politicians that called my relationship a moral threat a week ago to change their minds on gun laws after gays were shot in a club.

I want a next step, something to make the world better after this. I just don’t know what can be done. I feel like the silence from the majority of straight people I know represents the attitude of the general public.

My top 50 albums of 2015


1. Sufjan Stevens – Carrie & Lowell
2. Grimes – Art Angels
3. Father John Misty – I Love You, Honeybear
4. Lana Del Rey – Honeymoon
5. Carly Rae Jepsen – Emotion
6. The Mountain Goats – Beat The Champ
7. Shamir – Ratchet
8. Marina and the Diamonds – FROOT
9. CHVRCHES – Every Open Eye
10. Neon Indian – Vega Intl. Night School
11. Lizzo – Big Grrrl Small World
12. Natalie Prass – Natalie Prass
13. Björk – Vulnicura
14. Beach House – Depression Cherry
15. Jamie xx – In Colour
16. U.S. Girls – Half Free
17. Teen Daze – Morning World
18. Jeremith – Late Nights: The Album
19. Beirut – No No No
20. Erykah Badu – But You Caint Use My Phone
21. Eskimeaux – O.K.
22. Kelela – Hallucinogen
23. Janet Jackson – Unbreakable
24. Sleater-Kinney – No Cities to Love
25. Of Monsters and Men – Beneath The Skin
26. Kendrick Lamar – To Pimp A Butterfly
27. Hot Chip – Why Make Sense?
28. Empress Of – Me
29. Enya – Dark Sky Island
30. Adult Mom – Momentary Lapse of Happily
31. Miguel – Wildheart
32. Tame Impala – Currents
33. Joanna Newsom – Divers
34. The Lighthouse And The Whaler – Mont Royal
35. Monk Parker – How The Spark Loves The Tinder
36. Destroyer – Poison Season
37. Kate Boy – One
38. Estelle – True Romance
39. Matthew E. White – Fresh Blood
40. FKA twigs – M3LL155X
41. Julio Bashmore – Knockin’ Boots
42. The Tallest Man On Earth – Dark Bird Is Home
43. Dawn Richard – Blackheart
44. Death Cab for Cutie – Kintsugi
45. Arca – Mutant
46. Donnie Trumpet & The Social Experiment – Surf
47. Waxahatchee – Ivy Tripp
48. Dornik – Dornik
49. Years & Years – Communion
50. Petite Noir – La Vie Est Belle / Life Is Beautiful

26 June 2015

When I came out at age 15 in 1999, public support for equality was at 38%. At that time, I thought I would be long dead before queer people in Georgia would be able to get married with the same legal rights as straight people. The level of progress and public support that queer people have been able to achieve on this issue in the past DECADE is outstanding. This progress is not only the work of lawyers and advocacy groups, but also every single queer person that has come out of the closet and made a difference in the world. Visibility is the key to acceptance.

Today is a day for celebration, but people (queer people especially) need to remember that the fight is not over. People can be fired because of their sexual orientation or gender identity in 17 states. Queer people have to struggle with discriminatory laws in many states in order to adopt children. We also have harmful conversion therapy programs that terrible parents put their queer children through rather than accepting them for who they are, and these programs are still legal in 46 states!

My fiancé and I are thrilled that this ruling came before our wedding. Though we don’t plan to exchange vows in Georgia, we like knowing that wherever our life takes us, we will be able to have the same legal rights and protections as our parents. We have been able to achieve so much in so little time, and I know we can keep going until all 50 states no longer have laws that classify LGBTQI individuals as second-class citizens.

25 February 2015

I’m sitting in my living room on a Wednesday afternoon, listening to THEESatisfaction, and driving myself crazy trying to decide what to do with my website. I’ve had this domain for nearly a decade, but I haven’t had the opportunity to do anything new with it in about two years.

The reason that I’m home this afternoon is that Atlanta, which averages 2-3 snow days a year, doesn’t have a proper emergency plan in case of winter weather. When there is a slight possibility of snow or sleet, schools and businesses close. Our state government, specifically this piece of shit, is attempting to avoid 3 inches of snow turning our city into this again.

This picture is whiter than our northern suburbs.
This picture is whiter than our northern suburbs.

My irritation with my state’s emergency preparedness, combined with personal drama with a neighbor, and my boredom at my job, has only heightened my desire to move. I’m a native of Georgia, and have spent the majority of my life within metro Atlanta. My boyfriend is from Texas, has only been in Atlanta since 2011, and is equally tired of this place. We have set our sight on a move to the west, specifically Seattle. We are trying our hardest to not idealize our future home as anything more than the place we will commute to/from work in, but between the mountains, sea, progressive politics, and the general mood of the city, it it hard for us to resist.

Of course I’ve heard how Seattle basically reacts the same way to snow and ice as Atlanta, and THERE IS NO EXCUSE FOR THIS IN 2015, but I’m willing to overlook it. I crave a big and positive change.