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Cute girl at the conference has to stop giving me cute-girl, big-eyed, blue-eyed stares.
And touching me affectionately.
It's not as annoying/infuriating as the straight-girl, I-know-you're-a-bit-queer-and-I'm-going-to-play-with-you thing, in fact it's rather thrilling.
Except she has a girlfriend.
One of those perfect, we've-been-friends-for-five-years girlfriends.
Who knows more about queer theory than me (which is zero).
Who's a better lesbian than me (as in 100%, and for a long time now).
Who lives where conference girl lives.
And touching me affectionately.
It's not as annoying/infuriating as the straight-girl, I-know-you're-a-bit-queer-and-I'm-going-to-play-with-you thing, in fact it's rather thrilling.
Except she has a girlfriend.
One of those perfect, we've-been-friends-for-five-years girlfriends.
Who knows more about queer theory than me (which is zero).
Who's a better lesbian than me (as in 100%, and for a long time now).
Who lives where conference girl lives.