So NOT the point

Uh, is it just me, or is Sarah Palin kinda cute? You know, for a woman her age. And for a politician.

Like, the total opposite of McCain.

It seems like everyone is assuming that the aged McCain would die in office, so there's speculation over why he chose her and if she's got what it takes to lead the country.

But when I first saw her, all I thought was, Ooh, she's got a Tina Fey-type thing goin' on!

Clueless

One: Ohmigod! I JUST discovered Dan Savage's podcast. I guess this is one good thing that has come out of my Kelka withdrawal. I love how he talks and delivers advice bluntly and confidently. Right now, he seems so all-knowing to me.

Two: This incident sort of happened again: my friend invites me over to try on clothes that she doesn't want that might look good on me. Maybe we'll make it an annual ritual. I whined and moaned, but I gave in. I didn't freak out as much when I saw myself in the dress she had me wear this time. In fact, I internally acknowledged my own hotness, and I thought of occasions in which I would actually wear it (although all I can come up with is wearing the dress in order to get someone else to take it off me). Perhaps this is progress?

Three: So my new favorite drink is Malibu and pineapple juice. Everyone has been telling me this is a girly drink. So stuff that tastes good and sweet is girly, and stuff that tastes like crap is manly? If it's harder to ingest, then you are proving your masculinity. I guess I see the connotation, but I think deliciousness should be genderless.

Four: I usually look younger than my age. I also have friends who look younger than their age. You know you're getting old when you catch yourself checking out a girl and then realize that she might be underage or barely legal. I have no frame of reference.

Analyze Not

I was having a lovely lunch with my friend "Loretta," and she asked me if my blogging here has slowed down because I've worked out my issues with being queer. I guess in a way I have: I no longer feel such a strong need to analyze and categorize every gay thing that passes through my big, dense head. I'm just like, Meh, I'm a big homo today...run with it!

I really don't care about the gender of the person I date or pursue in a serious way. I tend to go for guys because there are more to choose from, and I have had more practice interacting with them. If that makes me a "sellout," then whatever. I remember KC saying something along the lines of, "If you're 51% straight, then be straight. It's a hell of an easier life."

I'm not always one to choose things because they are easy. And if I ever did meet the right girl, then I would pursue that to its logical and emotional conclusion regardless of the shit I might have to deal with. And I'll always identify as tomboy'ish. But the truth is that I feel more alienated from the world when I'm gay. And, if I can help it, I would rather avoid that. Some might call this cowardly.

I guess it's just bisexual privilege. It's a right that gay people don't have, and a part of me will always sympathize with the stereotypical lesbian hatred of bisexuals. After all the bitching I have done about being bi, I might as well acknowledge the fact that it enables me to align myself to the majority.

I could label and judge myself, but I have better things to do.