  Twas a tough day draining various beverage containers and asking humbly for more to follow. I awoke at the startlingly early hour of 1pm after heated dreams of class/sexuality driven battles with the powers that be in both categories. Seems my French and my French kissing didnt go over well with the cast of my dream episodes. One being inadequate and the other being unwanted. Bits of goose feathers affixed to my flesh when I woke, leading into a thorough wash-cloth cleansing. I did little outside of developing a buzz. I had three of my favorite boys come along and either use my condo to prep for tomorrows Coming Out BBQ at school or to fix me drinkies all day. And Ive got two boys now either sitting on the windowsill or monopolizing space on my carpet. Amys been busy taking care of her shit. Estrogen alert: an imbalance such as this will be amended soon. 
