Woah. Uh... I've never done this before. I'm slightly confused, and more-than-slightly stupid, which is never a good combination. So, I labeled this thingy a journal, and, uh... maybe it should be a rant. Or maybe it should just be complaining, do they have a category for complaining? ::checks.:: Nope. That's kind of depressing. They have other, maybe it's an other, and... maybe I'll just shut up now.
Or, not.
Well, I'm new, anyways. First day... first... minute, really, of being on this... oasis thingy. So far so good, maybe I'm speaking too soon. And, for the record, straight girls make me angry, especially when they're really attractive straight girls, and gay guys make me angry too, especially when they're attractive gay guys. Which they usually are, in both cases. ::sigh.:: Of course, being a maybe-maybenot-slightly-possibly-almost-but-not-quite-having-doubts-but-still-considering-the-possibilities transgendered person, those situations might actually end up being the opposite. ::sigh.:: Complications. Too many goddamn complications. ...Am I allowed to swear on this thing? I get the feeling I am, but I'm not sure I want to risk it...
God, I need smart pills.
Well, the point of this journal... rant... thingy, is just to clarify to all you wondering minds out there that I am, in fact, quite unintelligent. And... hoping I'm not the only painfully confused little bundle of gender issues out there. It would -royally- suck if I was.