Another day goes by, brings me closer to my being 33. At least I managed to get a few of the irrelevant things working.
I have also managed to sleep through most of the late afternoon. Mom called and woke me up. Among other, she told me not to go to the pride march. I replied I do not think it is appropriate for me to be afraid, or ashamed to go out of the house. Final pleed was "You were there last year too". You bet. Guess where I'll be this year.
I have also managed to clip off 3 finger nails.
2 comments:
Happy birthday! (with some anticipation)
I knew you would go to GayFest, no matter what anyone said, moms included.
I'm so proud now!!!
Happy Birthday dear :) Hopefully things will work out better starting with... umm... lucky 33 :P
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