I have a bruise on the top of my hand and I don't know why or where it came from.
But that's not what this blog is about. This blog is about the fact that I am unequivocally, irrevocably, and undoubtedly just like Kurt.
I'm not a guy, but I do like guys. I'm not as fashion forward, but I don't dress entirely scrubby.
However, after seeing Austin's plays tonight, I can say with such conviction that I am Kurt.
I can't even elaborate on that for fear of losing face and credibility as a semi-serious blogger with lapses of insanity and other trivial emotions. This cannot be one that I explode all over the interwebz.. especially since this is attached to my name and other forms of social networking.
I will however continue this post uncensored somewhere else in a mysterious location that NO ONE, except for JessN., knows about because that's how I roll. Mysteriously!
But that's not what this blog is about. This blog is about the fact that I am unequivocally, irrevocably, and undoubtedly just like Kurt.
I'm not a guy, but I do like guys. I'm not as fashion forward, but I don't dress entirely scrubby.
However, after seeing Austin's plays tonight, I can say with such conviction that I am Kurt.
I can't even elaborate on that for fear of losing face and credibility as a semi-serious blogger with lapses of insanity and other trivial emotions. This cannot be one that I explode all over the interwebz.. especially since this is attached to my name and other forms of social networking.
I will however continue this post uncensored somewhere else in a mysterious location that NO ONE, except for JessN., knows about because that's how I roll. Mysteriously!
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