Alix Olson is opening for Bitch and Animal on the 16th at the Echo Lounge in Atlanta. I know I'm already going to the Orpheum show on the 8th, but Alix Olson... the chance to see one of my favorite poets in person... and performing... Who wants to come with me?

How ought I go about rebuilding the online self I forgot when the irl one kicked in? Was thinking today about the idea of "being oneself," as if there were one true inner self inherent in being, just waiting to be found and released. I'm really not so sure that's the case. I have many selves, some more out than others; not DID, not splitting, just other Rachel personae that I am. There's the me that sits here typing while roommate putters around behind her and Choirgirl Hotel plays in the other room; she's up on cold meds and inspiration, performing for self and roomie and the future gentle reader online as she tries to sort a month's worth of life into what's interesting to the parties involved. The me that I'll wake up tomorrow is all business, getting roomie to school and self to work, caring about coffee and databases and SQL and servers and inter-office politics until 5 or so, with occasional thoughts about academia (or friendships, or my mother, but mostly sex...) Those thoughts, filed away in passing, will be indulged by the self who emerges in the evening to write on queer theory, make dinner and make messes, wash hair dye from the bathroom, nurse her cold and her roomie's anxiety with tea. I might be convinced that this last self is my "real" self, my true self, if it weren't for the hundred others stashed away (some nice, some not nice, some who deal with sunshine, some who deal with ick.. yeah). I've never been one for the organic, all-faceted integrated self. I live on shelves. It works for me for now.

I was certainly a giggly Ani-dork self when I went out this afternoon with Laura and Rebecca. I feel like I'm in 4th grade. I made a friend! She's cute and curlyhaired and a musician and actress, and she and Laura and I are going to see the Laramie Project advance screening on the 7th and then Bitch & Animal on the 8th. *bounce* She's borrowed some of my gender identity type books and has a crush on GB. She's adorable.

It's a full moon tonight, my hair is quite shorter than it used to be, and I'm terribly sick but in a great mood. It's all the ephedrine in my cold medicine. At any rate, I'm back. I'll email all in good time, and snailmail is forthcoming as I've been so bored being the invalid[ated?].