Real_AirCooledGirl

Anyone else here play it?

That's fucking awesome. Glad to see your son is living his best life and doing so authentically. I know from experience that it goes by quick. Feels like yesterday that I just started taking titty skittles. Now, I'm three years along and it's been a hell of a ride.

First photo: Me four years ago. Second one: Me after three years of HRT. I thought I wanted to destroy my old boymode photos when I came out and started transitioning, but now, I don't want to do that so much. I can look back and see how far I've come over the past few years. Without that person, I wouldn't be here now.

I got rid of all my old VHS tapes a long time ago. Once my grandparents gave me a TiVo for Christmas one year, it was out with the VCR. I haven't looked back. As soon as I got a Blu-ray player, I retired my old DVD player. I like to keep current with technology to a point, but I also make that shit last. I still don't own any game systems newer than the original Wii and mostly play PC games these days.

The only way I'd buy an old CRT TV is if I had light gun games. Even then, space is at a premium in my house.

I normally default to well done unless the steak is about an inch thick or so. A thicker steak takes longer to cook through than a thin one, and I was hungry as fuck after a hard day's work.

It ended up medium well after factoring in residual heat. Pinkest I'll go is medium. And it was a fairly thick steak.

We need a law making it illegal to go to a store, pharmacy, or restaurant right before closing. You had all fucking day to do your shopping, eating, and picking up your meds, KAREN! Why the fuck do you have to be so entitled and inconsiderate as to hold up the workers longer than they need to be there? Fuck these inconsiderate assholes with a bag of dicks!

A ribeye steak with quinoa.

I drink very infrequently. When I do drink, I go for mead or beer. Most blitzed I got was at a New Year's Eve party. I had a bottle of mead and three bottles of Guinness. All of a sudden, I started speaking in a Brooklyn accent.

After three years and a month of taking titty skittles, here I am!

I'm three years and a month into HRT myself. It goes by super fast. My boobs grew to a D-cup. My skin softened. I lost muscle mass, not that I was ever jacked to begin with. My overall mood improved drastically. I might be finally seeing the beginnings of fat redistribution. Looking in the mirror and seeing the changes to my body makes me very happy. I look and feel like myself.

I can't exactly agree on only twenty, nor one artist per listing. My Spotify playlist is chock full of hundreds of songs across a shit-ton of artists. Much of it is metal, dance pop, and any gangsta rap made before 2005. One song per artist simply isn't enough.

I met Al Snow after WWE Raw in Wilkes-Barre, PA, in October of 2003. My stepdad and I went to the local Bennigan's that night and Snow was there. I thought he'd act like a total dick because he was a heel at the time. But he's an awesome guy outside the ring. I was starstruck as all hell.

I don't play games based on novels written by TERFs. Fuck JKR with a bag of dicks.