Happy birthday to me.
Everything is so shitty shit right now. Fucking fuck great.
I just love the idea of Lauren, dana-cardinal, going to gay bars, hanging awkwardly out with a glass of something she will probably not drink. And when people chat her up (because lovely ladies can’t resist her, I’m sure) she will fluster and lower her eyes and say… “No, no, I’m here for research” and then she will eye the women pretending she is studying the decorations.
This morning I told tenerelupumaribus that there’s a gay bookshop in Toronto and I think she almost died
She wants me to take her to bars when she comes to Toronto
I should probably go to the village a few times so I know what the fuck you do at gay bars
apart from, like, drink and be gay