amitabha

Time: 3:26 PM
Music: I need something new..
Drink: Nothing

::yawn:: I just woke up. I could have slept more, but I think 12 hours of sleep is probably enough.

I think that flannel should be the new banner for people to wear that declares their straightness...gay people have their rainbow crap, but what do straight people have? NOTHING! That's right. It's easy for you to go into a room of people, and see someone like my room mate wearing a rainbow wristband and go, "Oh, there's a gay" , but it's practically impossible to go into a room and immediately pick out the straight people. Even the most masculine seeming guys can be gay.. so I think we need some kind of banner.

This would also help in situations like when you're driving down the road.. if you had a big flannel stripe across your back bumper as opposed to a rainbow one, people would be able to recognize your sexual preference, and the world would be a better place.

(on a side note, my cat is sitting in the window above me chirping like a bird.... wtf)

Anyways... I really should have worn a flannel shirt last night, if my rules were in place. So I go out with a group of friends, who all happen to be gay. We went to a club to see Dj Keoki *BARF*. So we get there, walk in, and we're all standing against the back wall assessing the crowd and the club.. talking about people, and laughing and whatever..

Need for Flannel Instance 1:There are 3 messy drag queens there in the middle of the dance floor being really obnoxious..but whatever they're funny to watch. So I'm standing there just observing.. I look away for a couple minutes, and I look back, surprised to see that one of them is standing right next to me staring at me. He smiles, I smile back, and then he leans over and goes, in heavy southern accent, "My friennnnnd has an interest in yewwww." I didn't quite know what to say.. didn't want to be rude, so I was like "Uhh,... sorry, I'm taken" which in hindsight was probably the wrong thing to say, but I've found that this line works better, cause every time I get hit on by a guy and say "Sorry, I'm straight" They just hassle me for another 10 minutes about how they think I'm lying.

So the queen goes away, I laugh, and tell my friends to shut up, who have all been staring and laughing at me while this is going on, cause they know exactly what's happening.. Go back to standing against the back wall observing..

Need for Flannel Instance 2: I'm in a club, so obviously there are alot of people dancing and having a good time.. well there's a girl about 5 feet away from me dancing, who comes up to me and says "I like you guys.. you're fun", me: "haha, ok", she's obviously a little drunk and steps away for a couple minutes. Then she comes back again and is like "I really like your team.. can I be on your team?" me: " What do you mean my "team" ??" her: "You know.. Gay"..

I have no idea how that girl assessed that I was gay by the simple fact that I was leaning against the wall doing nothing.. but I'm convinced that had I been wearing a flannel shirt or something that none of this would have happened.

So from now on, expect to see me in nothing but flannel jumpsuits.