So I was with some girlfriends near Beatniks and we started talkin to this tranny. She was cool. She sang some opera for us. We talked about heels and giving head, just normal stuff. I showed her how a bellydancer taught me how to wiggle it (just a little bit). Then this man walks by in a windbreaker. He looked exactly like Stan Zbornak (Dorothys ex-husband from The Golden Girls). So he looks at the tranny and walks over to us..."Is your name Cheryl? Wait a min...I know you...I remember your teeth." That man must've been taking his lutien and ginko biloba because he spotted and identified the tranny's teeth (or lack thereof) from like 20 paces. I was impressed. But, I was much more concerned with shakin my ay-sh. I offered everyone Rolo's then we moved on. Sidetracks has killer grape, cherry, mandarin, and mango vodka slushies. I likes me some grape. oh yes indeed it's funtime
cuz you can't you won't and you don't stop SG come and rock the sure shottttt.
and the fact that you managed to mention transvestites, golden girls....stan none the less....and vodka all in the same journal entry makes me think you are pretty fucking amazing.
i agree long distance can be good, and there are definately good parts. but at a time like this where we need to communicate more...and are having trouble breaking through to the other side then it's annoying and hard and i just yearn to talk to him face to face. see his reactions instead of having to read them over the phone.
and the fact that you managed to mention transvestites, golden girls....stan none the less....and vodka all in the same journal entry makes me think you are pretty fucking amazing.