Census thing
Mar. 9th, 2011 05:31 pmI have this urge to change it so that the years fall on round decades, though I understand why it's this way. Anyway, here goes:
2011: Living in an apartment in Oakland with one of my partners and my niece. My partner's partner is also family, and lives here a couple days a week.
2001: Living in an apartment in San Diego with Cute-poet-chick, my first wife. Lately, Facebook thinks I should friend her. I'm afraid if I did, she'd have this reaction: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S7MuwPlOiNQ
1991: Living in a commune in La Mesa, California (a suburb of San Diego) with a bunch of Green Party members. Making lots of bad choices, but also finding my way as a newly atheist hippychick. Leaving the church, losing my virginity, recovering from PTSD...
1981: My parents had recently divorced. I was living with my father. We moved from our house in Spring Valley (eastern San Diego County) to an apartment in San Diego. His alcoholic, control-freak fiancee lived with us. For a long time, I thought that it was my dislike of her (and my resultant assholeishness to her) that broke them up. He was surprised to hear that; he assumed I knew it was her return to active drinking.
1971: I'm not really sure exactly where we lived in 1971. One of my brothers was 2, and he was born in Washington State. The other brother was born the next year, in Connecticut. But I know we moved a lot during that time, and we may have been in either place that year. Either way, I lived with my parents, my sister (later discovered she's my half-sister), and one of my two younger brothers. My mom was pregnant with my baby brother during half of the year, so technically, I lived with him, too.
2011: Living in an apartment in Oakland with one of my partners and my niece. My partner's partner is also family, and lives here a couple days a week.
2001: Living in an apartment in San Diego with Cute-poet-chick, my first wife. Lately, Facebook thinks I should friend her. I'm afraid if I did, she'd have this reaction: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S7MuwPlOiNQ
1991: Living in a commune in La Mesa, California (a suburb of San Diego) with a bunch of Green Party members. Making lots of bad choices, but also finding my way as a newly atheist hippychick. Leaving the church, losing my virginity, recovering from PTSD...
1981: My parents had recently divorced. I was living with my father. We moved from our house in Spring Valley (eastern San Diego County) to an apartment in San Diego. His alcoholic, control-freak fiancee lived with us. For a long time, I thought that it was my dislike of her (and my resultant assholeishness to her) that broke them up. He was surprised to hear that; he assumed I knew it was her return to active drinking.
1971: I'm not really sure exactly where we lived in 1971. One of my brothers was 2, and he was born in Washington State. The other brother was born the next year, in Connecticut. But I know we moved a lot during that time, and we may have been in either place that year. Either way, I lived with my parents, my sister (later discovered she's my half-sister), and one of my two younger brothers. My mom was pregnant with my baby brother during half of the year, so technically, I lived with him, too.