So, I'm getting ready to leave for the Olivia cruise. http://www.olivia.com/cruises/description.cfm?tripId=21
I haven't packed yet and I'm completely anxious. I have nothing whatsoever to wear. I mean, I live in San Francisco and it's freezing here. I don't really have a lot of need for Summer clothing. I'm kind of hoping that the the poolside will be clothing optional. Seriously. Especially because I feel so completely bizarre in a bathing suit. Naked is pretty much a neutral state for me, but a bikini just makes me feel giant.

Also, these all lesbian events are kind of weird in and of themselves. I mean, I already have like the gayest life in the world. I'm all gay, all the time. Gaygaygaygay. And half the time I feel like I don't fit in at all in big groups of lesbians. And really, why should I? It's not like we all have anything in common just because we all eat box. And actually, we don't all even do that. I got a very long letter from a reader just the other day complaining that I sign my newsletters "Happy Licking" because she found the idea of oral sex a turn-off. Note to said reader: I signed today's newletter "XOXO" sorry about the turned-off-by-rugmunching thing.

Ok, my editor-in-chief just told me that I'm not allowed to say in print that I'm planning on trying to starfuck [insert name of longhaired soft butch rockstar here] oh, but those of you that know me, know of my obsession. I can't wait.