Come out come out wherever you are
Do you ever have one of those butch days? I am having a very butch day. No matter what I do, I can’t seem to find my femininininity. I have been walking around all day feeling like the manliest bull-dike in the neighborhood. I wish I had some lipstick…
I haven’t blogged in the past few days because I really have nothing to say. Except that my left eyelid is twitching like you wouldn’t believe. It’s been twitching non-stop for the past few days. I need an eye patch or a sedative or something.
Will someone come over and make me a cocktail? Help me find my blog mojo while you’re at it.