I was at McNally-Robinson Book Store, checking out "Girlfriends" magazine when a sister comes up to me to ask me about my hair. Hers was only a years growth and wanted some tips. Not only did she compliment me, but so did the male cashier when I bought the magazine. Mmm.....if only I were bisexual.....

Speaking of which, sometimes I feel like it wouldn't matter who I slept with. I mean, I'm not involved with anyone, I don't have my heart really set on anyone, and so many people look good, like yummy eye-candy! I'm even eyeing some people at work! It passes though. I sometimes worry about this, as if it makes any difference. I'm in my George Michael phase. That's where he was very secretive about his sexuality before he came out, but was seeing men and women. Not that I'm putting myself out there, but today I was checking out lingerie. I don't normally do that, but I wanted to prepare myself in case. Sometimes I feel horny, plus summer in on top of us and I wanna strut. Well, I think about it. I want to feel sexy for once and I never do. I was suppose to go to a vegan dinner tonight with my butch friend, but I haven't heard back from her. My mom took the message and I could sense my mom had a major clue. That might've been the inspiration for the bra shopping, although I couldn't find anything that was comfortable or made me look f-able. All my panties look like my mom bought them for christmas gifts. Most of them are stretched out and old. Some of them have a lot of memories so we go way back. I have nothing sexy to wear! When you don't feel too inspired, you won't have much anyway.