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Yes, it's silly, but I'm proud of having run out of both makeup sponges and fusible interfacing recently.
All about my favorite topics, me and my gender confustication.
I finally wore my schoolgirl outfit to a dance at my local play space. I had a wonderful if sweaty time dancing (maybe someday I'll feel comfortable wearing something more reavealing and therefore cooler). I met lots of cute pervs, and even a couple of fellow costume fanatics.
I want to exchange my blood relatives for some new ones because my mother has recently acquired a taste for throwing tantrums at whomever's handy and my sisters don't think anything unusual is going on. Among the recipients of these tantrums are my wife and I; she's even disinvited Her Nibs from her house in an odious, hurtful way. So when my wife says she wants to keep our slightly autistic son home for school and therapy when I go to visit my mom in April, even if I don't think that's the only reason she wants to keep him I don't feel like picking a fight with her about it. My sisters are mightily cheezed off at me. The one who doesn't live near my mom has canceled her plans to meet me at her house. What am I, chopped liver? I live 3,000+ miles from my mother and sisters so it could be a while before I see them again. A pox on all their houses.
All about my favorite topics, me and my gender confustication.
I finally wore my schoolgirl outfit to a dance at my local play space. I had a wonderful if sweaty time dancing (maybe someday I'll feel comfortable wearing something more reavealing and therefore cooler). I met lots of cute pervs, and even a couple of fellow costume fanatics.
I want to exchange my blood relatives for some new ones because my mother has recently acquired a taste for throwing tantrums at whomever's handy and my sisters don't think anything unusual is going on. Among the recipients of these tantrums are my wife and I; she's even disinvited Her Nibs from her house in an odious, hurtful way. So when my wife says she wants to keep our slightly autistic son home for school and therapy when I go to visit my mom in April, even if I don't think that's the only reason she wants to keep him I don't feel like picking a fight with her about it. My sisters are mightily cheezed off at me. The one who doesn't live near my mom has canceled her plans to meet me at her house. What am I, chopped liver? I live 3,000+ miles from my mother and sisters so it could be a while before I see them again. A pox on all their houses.
