It Hurts to Be This Sexy
	2004-04-07 | 1:47 p.m. And they'll be green, like me
	My Drag Crush is crashing on my couch on Thursday night. If I say I'm excited, does that make me a very terrible person? No no no. Not in the least. It makes me crushed out is what it makes me. I should clean my room (eep!) and purchase new sheets. Well, I was purchasing the new sheets anyway (spring green, cotton/tee shirt sheets, so fresh and so clean clean), but now I feel as though my choice is a righteous one. Righteous, I say. Additionally, I have a date on Saturday. With the girl from a few weeks ago, with whom I've been sharing friendship and cuddles (and some nakedness) lately. I've decided to call her my Poly Girl. And we have a date. To see a movie. And maybe go to my house for off campus hanging out. For a moment I thought I had never been on a date with a girl, but then I remembered Nerve Girl and our semi-dates, and have decided to count those. But really, um, date date date. If I could transfer my luck with crushes of late into some serious action with my thesis, I'd be the happiest angel. But really, how many times have I said the exact opposite? Alas. **Sheet Spender** 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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