I recently got matched on OKCupid with a super cute transguy (he said it in his profile, I guess to weed people out...). Too bad I could not get past my height issue!
Lilah ,'Just Rewards (2)'
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
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Jesse, you're absolutely hysterical.
Seriously, I was like, "Well, maybe.... Oh, 5'6"??? Sorry, sir."
I love that the height was the deciding factor.
It took me 30 minutes to get dressed this morning. Or to decide on clothing. I have to give a presentation at a school site I've never been too today. It's hot. I wanted to go the sundress route, but just NOT professional enough. And I have cropped pants in three colors: khaki, green and pink plaid. The shirt that would be appropriate did not match ANY of those pants.
I tried on three dresses and put them in the donate bag, ditto with two bras.
Finally I chose a duro dress with a red cami and Simple shoes. I feel like I'm in erinaceous drag.
I'm wearing the dress I swore not to wear to work anymore, because of Jesse. She said camisole and dress, I thought of this, and now we'll see if I'd just been having a day or what.
Also, I will not make eye contact with strangers.
I feel like I'm in erinaceous drag.
Heh.
OMG, I am starving.
OMG, I am starving.
S. woke me up with an Egg McMuffin and a hash brown, and I was so happy! And then it was eh. Total eh. McDonald's, you let me down.
Lemon bar for breakfast this morning. Sweet, I can handle you when you're with the sour. This thing is delish.
And oh-so-nutritious. Whatevs.
And oh-so-nutritious. Whatevs.
Exactly. Now I want a donut replacement breakfast.
I found out last night that my great-uncle Ted died last Saturday. He was my father's uncle, but, in the way of turn-of-the-last century farm families, was 20+ years younger than Grandpa, so he was more like Dad's brother.
Uncle Ted was a good guy. Physically, he looked like Theodore Roosevelt to a scary extent. (I think he cultivated his mustache just to enhance the effect.) As he lived on the other side of the country, I only saw him a handful of times, but he was always kind and interested in my life when I did see him. He died at 86, after a short hospital stay, and he was active and aware of what was going on around him right up to the end. I'll miss him.