I went to my first bath house yesterday.
I love love love being surrounded by naked women! I am delighted that we have people in Toronto who take it upon themselves to organize these inclusive, lovely events. I wish they happened more often.
My friend S. and I arrived later than I would have liked, but still [...]

The feeling I hate the most is the self-loathing. I hate it. It’s not the self-loathing of the apathetic, although it sometimes touches down there briefly. This is the self-loathing of the freak. The problem. The black sheep who just couldn’t ever get it right, and has now finally gone and fucked it up beyond [...]