So, let's find a bar, so dark we forget who we are...
Tonight, my girlfriend and I are going to see a drag king show at a local club. Yes, drag king, not drag queen, LOL. Girls dressed and performing as guys. It's been awhile since I've seen drag kings, so it should be fun:-)
We're heading out in an hour and a half. I got dressed about an hour ago, after trying on a million outfits, because I'm too fucking fat. I finally settled for my Smiths shirt-dress thingie, over a swirly skirt, with a fuzzy sweater, rainbow knee-socks, and my Chuck Taylors.
I'm sure my girlfriend and I will both be stricken with crippling social anxiety as soon as we walk in, so hopefully there won't be a long wait at the bar. I hope the Long Island Iced Teas aren't too expensive, because I want at least one. After that, I'll just deal with whatever drink specials they have, because I hate spending over 4 dollars on a drink.
Then, tomorrow evening, I plan on making drinks for myself here at home, and working on fanfiction. I've neglected my writing for far too long! I want to finish at least one more chapter of my Les Miserables fanfic about Fantine, and I also have a new Criminal Minds plot bunny about Reid and his headaches.
Speaking of Les Miserables, though, the U.S. touring production is coming to my city next month! I'm so excited; it starts 4 days after my birthday:-) I've seen it twice before, but it's been several years. I expect to cry multiple times, just as I did before.
However, speaking of my birthday... I'm not looking forward to it, because I'm going to be turning 30. How the hell did I get so old, when I feel like I'm in my late teens? I guess I'm a late bloomer. Or just too fucking immature, depending upon your perspective.
To celebrate my birthday next month, I plan on going out and doing karaoke for the first time (first time in public, anyway). I've already started practicing, LOL.