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Oh, The Queen Would be So proud

Tuesday, June 21st, 2005 | life

At this very moment, I am sitting on my couch, with a facial mask on, and with the TV on the Food Network.

I REALLY want to go to the Dear Friends: music from Final Fantasy concert at the Atlanta Symphony Hall this weekend, but the work schedule just came out, so I will have to pass.

Speaking of work, I wonder just how big of a queen I come off as. Well, I am sitting on my couch with a facial mask on, so it shouldn’t be too hard to tell. Sure, I might not be the faggiest one, but in such high-stress situations, I do have a tendency to queen out. Two things make me queen out: Stress and Baking. i throw up my hands (and maybe legs) in the air in periods of stress and there is nothing more comforting than doing that, “shaking” your pressure away. We queens gots it good.

I came back from work yesterday, and looking at the thundering sky, I made it a night to stay in, turning on TMC, watching The Bells of St Mary’s, starring Bing Crosby. There’s something rustic about spending a night in and watching a classic black & white film. Too bad there’s no one to enjoy it with me. I made international phone calls to my family who is vacationing overseas in Asia. I’m not jealous. I got sick of air travel LONG ago.

This weekend should be interesting with the major influx of fags and dykes coming in for Atlanta Pride. I do not know if I should run off and hide, or come out and play. For me too many people = anxiety. I always end up doing the opposite of what I should do.

yeah, i know the redesign whould’ve been up by now. I’m just putting it off. I’m having trouble still coming up with the right color palette to complement the green I chose.

Toodles! My half hour with the mask is up!

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