Har. For the record, the author of this blog is not a he.
(Do I sound like a he?)
*headshake*
Funny what you can learn with referral logs. I backtracked and learned that some of you think I'm a boy.
Nope. I'm cuter than a button and funnier than propriety allows. (Sidenote: Did you know that imagirl.com is was a site for transvestite dressers?Crossdressing for the refined transvestite.)
Feeling a tad guilty now that the circle of readership has expanded beyond people I actually know. (I refer to condensing remarks I made regarding "normal girl" earlier in the week.) But hey, like I said from the start, there's nothing new here. If you talk to me, you know I read like an open book. My expressions betray me. So aside from being incredibly poor at all card games, I enjoy poking fun at life. And myself.
And yes, I have big font on my blog because it's easier on the old man's eyes when my Daddy reads. Poo poo to you.
posted by irene @ 10/11/2002 04:59:00 AM
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