Boring but Happy Dyke
So I was sitting in front of my desk (OK, I am still sitting at my desk as I write this, but thought it might sound better in retrospect but whatever) and I couldn’t think of a thing to blog about today.
Yes some pretty serious crap has happened lately and while being totally blog worthy in some respects, I don’t want to bring down the whole vibe of my page so instead I opt for voluntary writer’s block.
Trying to pull something interesting out of my hat this morning it occurred to me how ironic it was that somebody referred to my blog as maybe being a bit too “L wordy” sometimes …. ironic since there has been plenty of drama I haven’t blogged about because everyone involved reads my blog AND knows where I live. Call me crazy but I don’t care to have a mob of angry lesbians show up on my doorstep with torches. So instead of turning myself into a total outcast, I exercise some decorum and sometimes chose to blog not. (I also realize that there’s a group of girlfriends that if one of them reads this will wonder if I’m talking about their mob. I am not. I am talking about individual wackos and stupid things I’ve done, all of which she knows already. *wink)
But I digress, back to the irony.
How odd it is that a lesbian such as myself, living in Los Angeles, frequents West Hollywood clubs, has friends that run the gamut from lesbian porn stars to real estate agents to professional MMA fighters would have nothing to write about.
I am not currently being pursued by any ex’s or stalked by any either. I’m not fighting with my girlfriend and our sex life is back on track *hallelujah! I’m not cheating or being cheated on. There’s no misunderstandings between my friends and I leading to crying and/or yelling simultaneously.
Geez. I’m so boring today! Happy. But boring.
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noting wrong with writers block. as long as its not to long, all of us still love to read you, even on your dark days… =)