I came into the bedroom, and there she was, nice as pie, folding up her clothes… Well, I say “her clothes”.
There were my clothes, unceremoniously deposited at the end of the bed; and, strangely absent, 1 pair of Jeans. A pair, that were to be found, neatly folded, in her pile of clothing.
Nyargh! Bloody lesbians!
I have cute new dykey glasses. They make me look cute and dykey.
I also had my second grey hair. 2. In one year! Mind, it’s been a stressful year. And yes, I’ll keep telling myself that.