from time to time i experience a little something i like to call a "gay-day".
this is a day wherien i find myself doing many things not normally acceptable for someone belonging to the heterosexual family of sexual preferences.
today was a gay-day.
i blushed and giggled when my supervisor asked me if i, "the great artist" was done writing the sign for our weekly coffee sales.
it was so apparently gay that even he said something about it. i think he called me coy.
and the way i coughed, dear God it was awful.i coughed like a little freakin girl today.
i coughed like how michael jackson talks.
kind of like a hee hee, but more dainty.
i caught myself singing somewhere over the rainbow.
loud.
in front of lots of people.
and here is the worst of it.
right here, this tops all of the gay moments that i have experienced up to this point.
over the past several weeks, i have been flirting with the girl that works at aeropostale.
she comes in three times a week and orders a grande, non fat, peppermint mocha with no whip cream.
she is hot.
our banter is normally natural and fun, she always smiles when she sees me.
i am going to marry this girl.
well,i would have, if not for today.
if not for GAY DAY.
while i rang her up, we starting talking about movies.
i told her that the movie troy showcased every gay man's fantasy.
brad pitt in a tight leather mini-skirt.
while i was making her drink, we talked about the store express.
i said, and i qoute:
"i love express. if i was a girl i would be all up in that store all the time."
here i began to realize that i might be coming off a bit gay, so i save myself with:
"of course, i am not a girl though."
whew, good save.
"thats my main problem right there. you know, not being a girl."
WHAT THE CRAP WAS THAT!
why, oh why did i say that!
needless to say, i felt horrible for the rest of the morning.
but, as soon as i got off work, i gave my self a facial and re-did my toenails, and i was right as rain honey.
hopefully soon, i will began having "womanizer weekends", wherien i will watch gayday get its sorry butt kicked by the power of my libido.
until then, i will drown my sorrows with chocolate martinis and barbara streisand movies.
ta-ta for now.
10:07 p.m. - 2004-05-19
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