Sure does. Yeah it’s really fast paced and intense at times though. Last call makes me want to slam my head against a wall. Everyone’s wasted & rude & wanting a drink at the very last minute. It’s something I know that’s always going to come when I tend an entire evening, but never gets less annoying.
I’ve been trying to find a good picture of me in drag. I completely transform. It scares me sometimes staring into a mirror after I’ve gotten ready for a show. I have a few Christmas shows coming up starting Friday, so I’ll see if I can get any decent photos.
overworked, overtired… explains my current state of disarray, you?
gosh I’m so sleep deprived. or just a total noob :D
Come at me bitches.
… but then I realize I’m wasting my life on the internet. D:
Perfect caption. Dying. Dead. Died.
Headlocking infants should be illegal.
Wants children someday + Good with children.
Can have intelligent conversations.
Dry sarcastic British-like humour would be a bonus.
Loves cuddling more than sex.
Loves long embraces. Good long hugs make my man ovaries explode.
Cares about the world and global human rights.
EYES. OMG. If you have gorgeous eyes, get in my bed right now!
Cares what he looks like, but not obsessively.
Open minded about spirituality. I’m a neopagan, so closed minded anti-spirituality cuntbags need not apply.
A definite bonus would be if he likes Broadway musicals. Even better if his favourite musical is something along the lines of Wicked.
Many of this criteria fits Robert (Smells Like Soap) from the GD. WHY does he live all the way in New York? D:
One day I hope you realize that you were the reason for my sadness. How can you be so oblivious?