Rubbish Lesbian

I was clearing out my blog archive when I stumbled upon this little gem. It was clearly written when under the influence, as I would never describe myself as the homely water-drinking, book-in-bed type. Especially not when I’m single and, as Ben Kweller would put it, Wasted and Ready.

I try so hard sometimes to be a good lesbian. Like tonight when I genuinely really tried to appreciate the popular lesbian bar, Rush, in Soho. I was with my pal, The Nicky, who is always fine company. Yet it was terrible. The music, the clusters of girls who simultaneously eye up anything (in a pair of G-Stars) that moves yet wont talk to anyone but their mates – they look angry if your stare lingers anywhere near the air they’re breathing…

I’m much happier now I’m at home with my new Claude Cahun book and a nice glass of water. Ready for sleep.


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