my house smells like grapefruit and cucumber melons

[threeplusfire]

My journal entries have been less than brilliant lately because all my writing time is taken up with Meier and Charles. I talked to my therapist about why I wanted to be a boy, and I think it is because I read so many novels about men and the feeling of being comrades in arms in a great cause. I wanted that, I want that, and I wanted to be a boy because I never felt that way with girls I knew.

The company served us Thanksgiving lunch today. It was alright. I liked the cranberries a lot. The highlight was having Bradshaw serve me mashed potatoes. Things were slow all day, Veteran's Day having closed so many offices yesterday and thus cutting our volumes.

It's finally gotten cold and grey here. I bought things to make a pie. I plan on baking and possibly sewing this weekend, along with working on the novel. Alan's out playing poker tonight with James and some other guys, so I have the apartment to myself. Peace and quiet.

Comments

[water-damage.livejournal.com]

I've sometimes wished I was a boy. Especially if I've been reading. Or, when I watch Dead Poet's Society and I know that girls don't have that kind of inclusive acquaintance camaraderie in groups.

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it's the same feeling.