fanny pack

Today, at citizen's bank, there was this guy in front of me. He was yucking it up with the people who worked there. The manager came into the lobby and joked with the guy, saying, "why are you still here? can't get enough of me?" They all laughed and pretended that he was gay. The teller woman then said that she isn't jealous, but that just isn't right. His pretend gayness was just disgusting.

And there i am, super gay, and super pissed, and i couldn't say anything.

on another note, the dyke band has decided on a name: The Northern Trend.

on another nother note, sometime in the next month or two we will be having a "let's get physical" weekend, where we spend the weekend in fanny packs and spandex, running around and laughing. you might find a beverage taped to your hand, or your back. you might find your fanny pack filled with water, or candy. you might find yourself in a weightlifting competition in public. anyone who desires to participate, please inquire.