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Dear Russian Co-worker,
Please do not sing. Even though I do not understand the words, it still annoys me. Really, think about it, how would you like to have something you don't understand stuck in your head?
Dear Crerar kd lang,
Thank you for living in the library while I worked there summer after my senior year. Thank you also for checking me out and smiling at me every day. Thank you for coming to GenderFuck Saturday and meeting me, and affirming that that *was* you and telling me I'm cute. I like the validation from really smart older women. Thank you also for being nice and not sleazy. You and your girlfriend/friend were really adorable. I heart geeks.
Dear girlfriend/friend of Crerar kd lang,
Thank you for recognizing the signifigance of the silent "h"
Dear cute girls I made vague plans to hang out with,
I hope we actually do hang out and that you don't blow me off. That would really suck, especially since (even though you're really cute) I actually just want to have coffee and talk. Even if I *were* available and interested it would suck, but please don't aquaintence-ditch me. Despite Crerar kd lang's affirmation and your combined flirting, my ego really isn't as big as I make it seem.
Dear Coffee,
bless you.
Dear Ani,
I take back at least some of the things I said about you, I really really like this album. How is it possible that you are not bringing back all sorts of uncomfortable memories? Whatever the reason, I am immeasurably grateful.
Dear Shy Butch,
You looked really cute, the wig *is* the essential part of the femme drag. You seemed totally different, I don't know if it was the neon green wig, the atmosphere, or if you had been drinking too, but you definitely pulled the whole off well. I was very impressed with your bravery and legs. [I'm not dirty, I swear].
Dear Dad,
I'm sick of whining about you. I know that in a lot of ways you can't help it. [well I'd like to stop, but my fist is already in the air] That doesn't mean it's okay, I just will try to stop expecting things from you [except money and presents, of course]. If my presence in your life means anything to you, you have until Diana and Helen move out to shape up. Seven years (on top of the last 13) is more than a lot of people get. Make good use of it.
Dear Diana and Helen,
Maybe someday you'll know how much you mean to me. I hope so. I hope you don't find out because I guilt trip you, there's already too much of that going on.
Dear Gail,
I'm trying not to be bitter, but it's really hard. Did you make peace with your life? Did you know you were going earlier than the 24 hours beforehand that Dad seemed to have had? Did you forgive my dad for me? Did you need me to forgive you? I'm trying, but I don't know if I'll ever fully understand why you treated me the way you did.
Please do not sing. Even though I do not understand the words, it still annoys me. Really, think about it, how would you like to have something you don't understand stuck in your head?
Dear Crerar kd lang,
Thank you for living in the library while I worked there summer after my senior year. Thank you also for checking me out and smiling at me every day. Thank you for coming to GenderFuck Saturday and meeting me, and affirming that that *was* you and telling me I'm cute. I like the validation from really smart older women. Thank you also for being nice and not sleazy. You and your girlfriend/friend were really adorable. I heart geeks.
Dear girlfriend/friend of Crerar kd lang,
Thank you for recognizing the signifigance of the silent "h"
Dear cute girls I made vague plans to hang out with,
I hope we actually do hang out and that you don't blow me off. That would really suck, especially since (even though you're really cute) I actually just want to have coffee and talk. Even if I *were* available and interested it would suck, but please don't aquaintence-ditch me. Despite Crerar kd lang's affirmation and your combined flirting, my ego really isn't as big as I make it seem.
Dear Coffee,
bless you.
Dear Ani,
I take back at least some of the things I said about you, I really really like this album. How is it possible that you are not bringing back all sorts of uncomfortable memories? Whatever the reason, I am immeasurably grateful.
Dear Shy Butch,
You looked really cute, the wig *is* the essential part of the femme drag. You seemed totally different, I don't know if it was the neon green wig, the atmosphere, or if you had been drinking too, but you definitely pulled the whole off well. I was very impressed with your bravery and legs. [I'm not dirty, I swear].
Dear Dad,
I'm sick of whining about you. I know that in a lot of ways you can't help it. [well I'd like to stop, but my fist is already in the air] That doesn't mean it's okay, I just will try to stop expecting things from you [except money and presents, of course]. If my presence in your life means anything to you, you have until Diana and Helen move out to shape up. Seven years (on top of the last 13) is more than a lot of people get. Make good use of it.
Dear Diana and Helen,
Maybe someday you'll know how much you mean to me. I hope so. I hope you don't find out because I guilt trip you, there's already too much of that going on.
Dear Gail,
I'm trying not to be bitter, but it's really hard. Did you make peace with your life? Did you know you were going earlier than the 24 hours beforehand that Dad seemed to have had? Did you forgive my dad for me? Did you need me to forgive you? I'm trying, but I don't know if I'll ever fully understand why you treated me the way you did.