Sep 23, 2008 09:40
Yesterday was very confusing for me, but I went to work anyway. I appear to be far from alone in our present predicament.
To tell the truth, I'm less bothered by being a man than I am by this seeming disconnect between everything I remember and everything I know. I feel as if I am going out of my mind. I know I should be a woman, but my recollection conflicts with this. It's foolishly vexing.
[Private; hackable]
And that clumsy fool. I'm not quite sure what I saw in him. To think, I gave him my phone number. "You can call me any time." I'm sure he's a homosexual, though I don't really recall why just now. And yet I think he was attracted to me. Then again, I remember being a man, and I know that isn't right. This foolishness is all too confusing.
My own harsh brother and an co-dependent, intelligent, clumsy fool. I just have great taste in men, don't I?
((1% on Adrian Andrews, 1% on her attraction to Adrian Andrews, 1% on giving Adrian her phone number))