wow. Internet access two days in a row. Freaky.
So I've ben fraught with all this anxiety about outing myself to my new roommate. This has never been an issue before. I've alwys lived with people I've known forever. And thus, having to say, "By the way, I'm bisexual" is not something I've ever had experience in.
It's just one of those things that just spread out in waves before me... A childhood friend knows... Her friends know.... their families know... I mean. I was pretty sure half the population of the pacific northwest had been informed via well meaning friends and spiteful EXs.
So to be thrown into a stuation where I am living with a girl who likes to walk around in her underwear (come on, who doesn't? I'd go naked if I could.) was a bit disconcerting.
Usually the straight girls wait until they've known me for a month before the innocuous innocent "I don't mean anything by it" sexuality get's thrown in.
But I told her.... now she knows... I'm pretty sure she has told a few friends. And soon half the pacific northwest will know
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Oh yeah. I dyed my hair red. RED red. And now the boyfriend is bicthing about me staining his tub. It's not like it is REALLY stained. I mean, it will come out eventually. He really should clean the thing anyway.
Oh well.
Back to my internet exile.
chickens are stupid and therefore ok to eat (nekochan's reasonning for breaking her vegetarianism)
So I've ben fraught with all this anxiety about outing myself to my new roommate. This has never been an issue before. I've alwys lived with people I've known forever. And thus, having to say, "By the way, I'm bisexual" is not something I've ever had experience in.
It's just one of those things that just spread out in waves before me... A childhood friend knows... Her friends know.... their families know... I mean. I was pretty sure half the population of the pacific northwest had been informed via well meaning friends and spiteful EXs.
So to be thrown into a stuation where I am living with a girl who likes to walk around in her underwear (come on, who doesn't? I'd go naked if I could.) was a bit disconcerting.
Usually the straight girls wait until they've known me for a month before the innocuous innocent "I don't mean anything by it" sexuality get's thrown in.
But I told her.... now she knows... I'm pretty sure she has told a few friends. And soon half the pacific northwest will know
-----
Oh yeah. I dyed my hair red. RED red. And now the boyfriend is bicthing about me staining his tub. It's not like it is REALLY stained. I mean, it will come out eventually. He really should clean the thing anyway.
Oh well.
Back to my internet exile.
chickens are stupid and therefore ok to eat (nekochan's reasonning for breaking her vegetarianism)
nailbunny:
btw... a friend of my roommate mention my bisexuality. I was right.
isaiah:
Chicken's are very stupid aren't they.