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19 March 2008 @ 12:12 pm
Ways in Which I am Secretly a Gay Man  

- My cellphone ringtone is Barbie Girl. On my pink Razr.
- I have an unabashed love for Janice Dickinson, Tyra Banks, Liza Minelli, Liz Taylor, and Brenda Dickson.
- I follow America's Next Top Model and Project Runway pretty much religiously.
- I have Britney Spears' and Madonna's greatest hits on my iTunes.
- Actually, I'd say about 60% of the music in my library is either thumping house music, disco, or European pop music.
- I have a crippling addiction to amaretto sours, aka what is arguably the gayest drink ever.
- I own Breakfast at Tiffany's, Showgirls, Mommy Dearest, and I Know Who Killed Me on DVD. I have seen Showgirls no less than 8 times.
- Some days, when I feel special (and by special I mean drunk), I smoke Nat Sherman Fantasias. You know, the cigarettes that come in red, pink, blue, and green with the gold foil filters.
- I'm addicted to the terrible, terrible teen drama Degrassi. (<-- actually, this one just makes me a 14-year-old girl.)
- I'm taking a class on musical theater.
- For Christmas, Diana gave me a book called "Girls Who Like Boys Who Like Boys."
- I totally want to adopt an Asian baby! (Ok, I don't think that actually has anything to do with being gay at all, but I want to put that out there. If I don't somehow get knocked up before I'm 35 [in or out of wedlock, whatever], I'm totally getting one.)
- I'm getting fucked in the ass. By Princeton, that is.

Ways in which I'm not a gay man:
-The whole vagina thing.
ex_cupcakes on March 19th, 2008 05:59 pm (UTC)
dude, amaretto sours aren't even a fun color. gayest drink ever needs to have pretty colors and taste like candy. like that x rated shit

i watched degrassi all weekend and now i have a canadian accent, apparently
(Anonymous) on March 21st, 2008 12:41 am (UTC)
Hmm...very interesting. I kind of want to try an amaretto sour now.
(Anonymous) on March 23rd, 2008 09:02 pm (UTC)
That would be very cool to hang out with you in NYC! It's not very convenient for me, but there was a bus going up from Carlisle Barracks that you could just hop on, so I did. Maybe I will wrangle my friends to go up one weekend and I will deffo give you a call!