I kissed a girl - with a glued-on mustache.

I went to the Young Lady in the Bowler's burlesque class graduation recital. I wasn't at all surprised to see her as the only drag king in the class, with a "story" all about the temptations of femininity. I could relate. Drag kings aren't generally my thing, but her natural adorability won out.

A shoutout to fullcontactmuse for giving me a seat at her table up front. It's a pity I didn't get there early enough to be up front for the YLB; I was late because of - wait for it - work.

We went out to the Elysian afterward with some of her school chums - she with her handlebar mustache still firmly attached. I did get about two minutes alone with her to at least tell her that I thought I'd scared her off. Evidently that hasn't happened: she'd like a Merc membership, and I'm ideally placed to help her get it.

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The weather here is perfect, and my work crisis is over. Goldiebike is going to get some miles put on her today. I might even go out in public in cute little yoga pants for the first time.

I am the Art Nun!

You probably don't remember way back when I fell in love with a print by Alex Musgrave. The print is mine now. I won't disclose the price here, but with his cooperation it took me five months to pay for it. It was worth the wait. I don't even have a place to hang it right now, and the print's a bit damaged from being taken to a lot of shows, but I wanted it that badly.

Hmm. Now I have to have it framed. Also my Michael Parkes poster. Ah well, that's another few months.

Now I have yet another reason to move out of my current place.

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Riding my bike and walking around the arboretum in the sun have really taken it out of me. Zzz...