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Jan. 13th, 2015 11:50 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I spent a long time thinking that 1994 was a disastrous year, because that was when I found out my best friend (and secret crush) was using heroin. And by November I was too.
But I shouldn’t forget that I also:
- took a totally insane trip to Paris to visit my girlfriend who hadn’t told me she was homeless and couch-surfing
- dated and performed with Brigit Brat, who was a holy terror, but who is sorely missed
- kissed Mistress Midori in the back of a cab
- became an expert at shaving triple mohawks
- took more than 40 rolls of film and developed it all myself
- talked my way into a lesbian literature seminar because the professor liked my rakish style
- joined the queer peer counseling group on campus and made life-long friends
- took an immunology class that reawakened my love of biology