Howzit! It's a Sunday afternoon, and I'm forcing myself to type a post. The reason for this is that otherwise I'd have to watch the Gladiator. (LOL) Indeed!
There's this new (gay) place in town, called the Italian Job. We went there last night for the third or fourth time, and it was full of gay guys. I felt a bit, umm, uncomfortable, I suppose. Chrissy and I were the only women there. She didn't feel uncomfortable or anything, though.
If you're a gay woman, do you feel uncomfortable, or out of place, in a club full of gay guys? Why? Why not?
Chrissy is chasing me. I better go!
