So, all you baby men whining about how it's too uncomfortable to wear your goddamn masks, let me tell you someday about the two years I spent doing drag, and then we'll talk about uncomfortable. Meanwhile, wear your fucking masks.
Sunny today, except when it was rainy. Our high was measly 92˚F with the heat index, but then it rained. Now it's 74˚F.
Today I finished Michal McDowell's The Elementals.
I've been going around for months now thinking I was in a really bad mood. But I realized tonight that I'm not. It isn't me at all. It's just that the world's coming to an end.
Silly me.
TTFN,
Aunt Beast
10:59 p.m.