A Quick Note Before I Drop From Exhaustion.

Even when I'm silent, my throat is full of this: I am so in love that I want to lose my life...

myown_artist: I'm sorry I missed you and didn't get to say goodbye! Tom decided that things were pretty boring after EVERYONE bailed on us, and that he would get more sleep if we left tonight instead of waiting until morning.
I love you, sweetie, so much. I'm glad that I was able to see you and make you happy for a little while, and with any luck I'll be able to see you again soon.
I wish we would have gotten more of a chance to talk; our conversations are one of my favorite things about our relationship. I'll give you a call sometime when I'm not pulling my hair and freaking out because of homework [and you can tell me about Emily! :D].
*hugs*

ozen: Where the hell did you wander off to without saying anything, you freakin' cocktease!? (You and the gidgit mentioned below both left around the same time; something y'all wanna mention? *raises brow*) I didn't even get to say good-night to you either; or was I simply being too naughty for your taste?
*winks and smiles* I meant it, y'know. I feel comfortable with you, and I love you, too. I wouldn't tease like that... That was over-the-top even for me. I don't know if that even qualified as playing, and I don't mind if it doesn't.
I'll see you in a few weeks and then we can have lots o' fun running around the Cities.
^_^ *snuggle*

wolfe_guardian: You also ran off without saying much, and you are ALSO a cocktease. Just for the record. ^_^
(Geez, have Northlanders all forgotten the fine art of saying a simple "G'night" or "See ya"? *exasperated sigh*)
Man, oh man, you own my soul.
Yeah, I mean that, more or less.
And not just because I think you're pretty either, no.
Because you are funny, and smart, and cute, and charming, and a flirt, and an absolute enigma that could have me chasing shadows for hours. I'm a straight-forward, brutally honest person, and you simply aren't-- you amuse me; you baffle me; you make me really goddamn stupid.
*shrugs* So right now you own my soul.
I'm OK with this, but I did think you should know.

Right. It is 6 am, and I am going to go to bed!

In Which the Belov'd Author Expound Upon Drag Shows, Sexuality, Gender, and Sexy People.

So, yesterday morning Tom and I hopped in the car and drove three and a half hours to go and see a drag show.
No, not just any drag show...our alma mater Northland College's drag show.
Yeah, it was worth the trip.

( The Show )

So I feel pretty good, if somewhat still tired from my sleep schedule being messed up again.
Onward to Jess's thoughts about her own gender and sexuality!

( Be brave and make with the clicky-clicky )

Jess is what Jess is, and that is the definition of identity.
Jess likes what Jess likes, and that's all that matters as far as sexual preference goes.

Right.
And since I seem to be pretty regular about ending my posts with a note about going to bed...
I'm going to bed now!