Transplanted Life
Wednesday, October 06, 2004
And, at 11:33, Doug is out
Not terribly surprising, but he's probably a bit disappointed. I mean, I'm trying to think how I'd react to seeing a movie with a girl, buying her dinner, curling up on the couch with her and just not being able to get her into the bedroom. It's not like I didn't tell him what was coming, but sometimes I think he forgets that I'm not like other girls. He's grateful enough about that when I'm not being fussy about nails or shoes, but when I'm doing something more associated with guys than girls, well, that's different.

Not that he wants me to be neuter or anything. He likes that I enjoy looking nice, of course, and that I sort of look after Carter. It's just when I do something actively masculine or aggressive

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