It Hurts to Be This Sexy
	2004-05-12 | 9:26 p.m. Answering Machines
	The Cosmos are aligning in bizarre ways that do make all that much sense to me, but which I recognize nonetheless. It may or may not have something to do with the beautiful rainstorms that have been striking. It may or may not have something to do with my all pink outfit and strange boy-leanings. But here it is. Every conversation I've had with Drag Crush over the last week has focused on crushes and honesty. Our emails have mostly followed suit, and have been peppered with the importance of appreciating what you have, do, and are. In other words, Dear Reader, the Universe is leading me toward being honest about my crushie. My ride worked out nicely, and I'll arrive a bit early for the Friday festivities. I'm staying over for the evening. I leave on Saturday morning. What the Universe is really telling me: Let Go, Motherfucker! So I'm attempting to let go of my need to control my friendship with Drag Crush. I'm letting go of thinking that I can make things happen when and how I want them to. I have no idea how this is going to end up, but I have a feeling that if I just let it happen, I'll be in the right place before I know it. And. And! My birthday is tomorrow, in case you've forgotten. Love may be left in the guestbook or notes. **Re-Lease** The weather that ROARED - 2005-03-01 Enabler's Rag - 2005-02-15 Where in the world? - 2005-01-14 Where have all the rude boys gone? - 2005-01-04 quickly - 2004-11-21 <-- - -->	Last Next Newest Older Rings Pictures Links Profile Guestbook Email me Notes Diaryland Hate is Great

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