It Hurts to Be This Sexy
	2004-02-12 | 12:25 a.m. Spackle and Paint
	The drag show is today. So eep eep eep. I am staying at the librarian's house and haven't done a bit of work. I did make valentines, though. So ha ha ha. Right. I met a girl at the Butchies show last weekend who was kind of cute, and I am hoping (not so secretly, I tell you) that she will come to dragville. And that I will have the courage to ask her out. And that maybe (maybe) she'll think I'm cute and say yes. I will be dragging, and I am cute in drag. Or rather, cute-ER in drag. Ah yes tra lee. I need water and sleep, in that order. Thursday is a day of business and much to do, unfortunately. I shall be a worker bee. I shall I shall, though I have not been. Lunch with Punk Rock Roommate reminded me why I adore her the way I do. When I said that bars aren't the place to meet people to engage with, she told me I should look elsewhere, like the theatre wood shop, where girls are hiding, waiting for engaging chicks like me. I laughed because I think in some ways she was serious, even though she really wasn't. We talked about ukeleles and the good music that was playing at the Mexican restaurant, and the fact that Whitney Houston's "I Have Nothing (If I Don't Have You)" might make for good tunes. I miss her miss her. Miss her one more time. Drag show. Sleep. Ask out that cute girl (I just asked her to be my friendster too, because I am lame lame lame.). Try not to get sick. My brain feels like a butterfly right now, at this very moment. **Flutter Flit** 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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