Well Hello Atomic!
Nice to meet you, I miss living near the beach. My dad was a country music fan and that is what I grew up listening to until I was 13 and met my best friend, who turned me onto rock music. I love reading also, and one of my fave books is Night by Eli Weisel. Have you read, "Things Fall Apart", by Achebe? That book will make you cry. I am a big Poe fan and I also like Stephen King. I am sorry to hear about your counselor passing. Butches make my heart flitter and I have more butch friends than I do femme friends. I am not sure why, maybe it's because I have three brothers?
My roommate listen's to the Rat Pack and quite a bit of Jazz music and it has a nice beat to it..
Have a good night,
Zimmy
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Originally Posted by atomiczombie
Hey Zimmy, nice to meet you!
I am Drew, a 39y/o transmasculine guy in pre-transition mode atm. I grew up in the San Francisco Bay Area, and only moved away (one hour away lol) last year. I hope to return to the Bay Area again soon. It is my home. I have a bachelor's Degree in Philosophy and Religion from San Francisco State University which I completed in January 1999. I did a year and a half of graduate work at the Graduate Theological Union, but left the Master's program after my professor and academic counselor died.
I met my ex-wife about that time and got a job at a Harley-Davidson dealership in 2002 as a parts-to-service coordinator. I worked there 5 1/2 years. I separated from my wife in 2005 after she became verbally abusive, and we officially dissolved our domestic partnership in 2006. I have a wonderful step-daughter from that marriage who is in my life today. She is 16 and lives with her grandmother.
I have had a bumpy road work-wise in the last few years, and am on disability now, hopefully not too much longer.
I love to read classic literature and poetry, along with non-fictional books about timely issues. I am a jazz fanatic, but I listen to some rock and pop music too. I am not a morning person, lol. I am respectful and a good listener, and femmes make my heart go pitter-patter.
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