Taste the Rainbow

(I'm well aware of how lame the title of this post is).

I appear have made a new dorky, giggly friend. She's 100% gay. I think she's even a Gold Star. No, I don't secretly want to get in her pants (even if she is adorable).

I just don't have any fully gay friends; they're all bi and mostly waiting to pounce on the right girl--if she ever comes along.

Yes, yes, I know I sound like some dumbass scientist. It's not like she's the last panda in the zoo. But monosexuals kinda fascinate me on some level. And to know a queer monosexual could give me some different perspectives.

I know that when you get to the core of things, relationships have pretty much the same issues and complications regardless of gender. And there's more to a person than their orientation. But still. I'm like an admissions officer at a liberal arts university: I like diversity.

String of Thought

I wish I could quote Dan Savage's rants on here, but they're a bit too long. I also wish I had discovered his wisdom earlier; he distills information about sex and relationships that took me months and/or years to figure out.

I haven't listened to Kelka in weeks. I miss them, but I'm really glad they're okay after some sub-human douchebag stole their laptop while they were home. I wish the Kelkian army could beat their ass. That prick'ish fucker violated my virtual heroes; I feel offended and protective.

I'm starting to feel that "settling down" instinct kick in a bit. No, I don't want to be married. But I'm feeling a little less curious about "tasting the rainbow" and more intent on really getting to know one person.

I'm a bit scared that I'm going to "pull a Baby Mama," and one day wake up with a desperate need to have kids. I really love kids, but I really don't want to be a mother. But will nature eventually trump nurture?

I want a Shane-like girl to date suddenly. I'm a cliche.

Go Away

I cannot speak for other cities, but mine is filled with nasty men who hit on anything with boobs and a vagina.

I have always wanted to say, "Fuck off, I'm a dyke!" to a particularly revolting one. But I'm not sure if this would deter them.

I will try this during the day time and while I am with a friend. Then I'll report back results.