December 16, 2001 :: 12:29 a.m.
why I'm not allowed to be a lesbian
I'm watching
But I'm A Cheerleader right now, so I'm a happy bunny. It's been on HBO like six times in the past two weeks - nice. Rock is too funny, especially when he's dancing around with the weed wacker. And Clea DuVall is hot. *laughs* I say that a lot. So much that one may be led to believe that I've got lesbian tendencies. It could happen, I suppose. I do find other women attractive, and under the right circumstances I'd be open to it.
Of course, Joe would beat me up. He doesn't get along well with lesbians. An ex-good friend of ours suddenly became a lesbian last summer. She's not an ex-friend because she's a lesbian, though. She's an ex-friend because she's a bitch. They had an apartment together for a while, and in the end it all went hideously wrong. Ever since then, he's been squeamish about lesbians. So he told me that I'm not allowed to ever be a lesbian, because then we couldn't be best friends anymore. Such logic.
Ho hum. This entry has been rather pointless. I'm going to play The Sims.
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