Tuesday, August 14, 2001

he thinks I'm gay?

I don't have a gym membership, I don't know who Kate Spade is, I haven't a clue what a gold card is, and the last time I walked down 8th avenue, i got knocked into the gutter by an army of breast implants; but I do have an apartment full of Russel Wright dinnerware, one of my all-time favorite movies is Straight Jacket, and I enjoy the occasional face-fucking.

You'd think after 5 days without alcohol I could actually start making sense, but, alas, I can't. I think I was so happy that my date last Thursday seemed to dig me despite me not getting his "gay references"; and we laughed, as well, about him not getting mine, that today, several days later, I'm a bit disappointed that I haven't heard from him. I don't want all those insecurities about income-level, knowledge about designers, and body image to resurface. Who am I kidding, I'm not worried about that stuff, and I don't think it's important to him, otherwise I wouldn't have been that attracted to him (okay, okay, he has a ton of body hair, smells great, and has really kissable lips) but I liked his other, non-physical qualities, and hoped to get to learn more about them. So, I just need to take a deep breath, and keep reaching for that rainbow!