ok, i'm being abstract. besides, i haven't introduced myself. this is a fucking blog, not a book of haikú. i am young (not really that young anymore), gifted (moderately) and queer (despite myself). i think the world is going to crap. its not life itself that sucks, its how we decide to carry on with it, a problem of manner, of style. i have a boyfriend of two years who's just cute as a button, but i'm growning tired of his cuteness. yes, there is a third character involved. the fruit of temptation. a french cheff who i'm obsessed with. he's got blue eyes, a sexy little beard, and a collection of hipster hats that fit him just right. he has the deepest baddest turn-me-on stare i've seen in a long time, the ones that go straight through your nuts into your heart, making you feel you're a 14-year-old girl from wisconsin.
and here, you see, is my dilemma.
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