Sexuality Happens

I am here. I am alive.

As usual, there is family drama. Absence does NOT make the heart grow fonder.

However, I miss Colorado EXTREMELY, and hope to move back as soon as I am done with the class part of the doctoral program (in about 18 months).

Since being here, I have:

*Frequented a gay bar
*Gotten stuck in a snow rut with my best friend and been rescued by the leather daddy bouncer from the gay bar
*Had a frustrating conversation with my best friend’s boy friend about what “real sex” is (obviously, intercourse). More on this later.
*Shocked my sister and mother about the fact that lesbians/bi women/etc (and other women who have sex with women sometimes use harness and dildos to have intercourse.
*Corrected my family about correct sex toy terms (jelly, not rubber, dildo, not penis, etc).
*Gone to a hockey game with a guy my sister was dating who had the personality of a piece of eggplant.
*Found out my sister was in a car accident that required her to have two doors replaced on her car. My mother told her that it was ok, and that I was in a similar one at her age. Um…I tapped a car in a parking lot while parking and the other car needed to get its painted touched up (mine was fine). Oh, family favoritism, how I love you.

Today I’m going to a New Years party of a lot straight men known to be assholes, and my best friend. And a guy I may consider sleeping with to see if I’m still attracted to men…at all. It should be interesting.

As a side note, Denver now has a lesbian bar, and a lesbian coffee shop/lounge. Color me tres impressed.