Karaoke is my favorite. Especially when coupled with cocktails and old friends. Well, new friends too for that matter. That is how I typically spend my Monday nights. Last night was fun because I also spent it with two old friends from high school, one of which I haven't seen for years nor had she hung out with me since I have been gay. . . you know what I mean. As of today, nothing to much to note besides I'm waiting for a friend before going out and supporting the LGBT night in Redlands. Having gone to high school in that area and knowing there is really nothing out there for the family, I'm all for hanging out once month. Raven and Mayhem are hosting. Familiar faces.
Speaking of drag queens, a peculiar thought struck me today as I watched last night's episode of RuPaul's Drag Race. It was concerning the straight boy's apprehension to tucking. Now, for those out there unfamiliar with the term, 'tucking' is when a drag queen hides her man pachanga so that her front is more. . . womanly. I hope we're all clear on that. Anyway. . . well, I just realized that I am not able to wrap my mind around the fact that a straight, butch man is so against the idea of hiding that part of himself. Of de-masculinizing himself. The idea that he would just have no part of it. It doesn't make you any smaller, it comes back at the end of the night, you don't actually become a woman. . . I just don't get why its such a big deal. It also shocked me that I'm not able to put myself in that place or mindset to be able to grasp that. -shrugs- Huh.
On a Debbie-Downer moment, it upsets me that I'm almost at a point of not trying to make plans with some people anymore. I put out and have put out a lot effort to make opportunities for some people to have a good time and fall flat on my face. I'm not sure if I'm completely over it or if I have a few more straws before my caring back is broken, but I'm pretty frustrated. How about you realize that I just want to hang out with you and that's more important than the $5 drink I offered to buy you. I guess I've just been flaked on one to many times lately. So on that note, sorry to all those out there whom I've flaked on in the past, I guess I'm just a bit irascible lately. Taurus moon? Wouldn't know why that would be it.
For your listening pleasure I stumbled upon this beauty in a club. You know the one with the really loud music? Really loud music and flannel? You know know Forever 21? The remix I heard was better but I like the original just as much.
Until tomorrow.
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