I might catch a glimpse of Grey tonight. I hope I don't. And I really hope she doesn't see me, which is why I'll be in disguise. More information later, unless something shatteringly dramatic happens...
ohmygod people on oasis and suspense. jeez
good luck withe everything.
let us know howi t goes.
That doesn't seem fair!
But- UNH. Uh-oh. Goodluckindeed!
Well, nothing happened. Nothing at all. I didn't see Grey (phew!); I don't even know whether she was there: because her sister and several friends were performing, I'd have expected her to be there, but I also saw several of her friends chumming around without her offstage, so I'd have expected her to be with them if she'd been there. Anyway, I didn't see her, and I can safely assume that she didn't see me.
Leigh was there, though. He didn't notice me, I don't think - although he might have just been ignoring me as we've been ignoring each other for two months. He was a key part of the show that was put on this evening, and seeing him in it forced me to examine how exactly I feel about him just now. But I still don't know. I like him as a performer, I'm at least annoyed about what happened between us, but I don't know what else - there is more, but I can't identify it.
And... my disguise... I'd upload a photo of it, but you lot don't know how I look normally, so I'm not sure how much help that would be. Basically, I became a brunette. Not just a brown-haired version of my usually blond self, I mean, but a brunette. So, female. Curly brown wig, brown eyebrows, eyeliner, fake boobs, girl sandals, women's blue jeans, sleeveless shirt, et cetera et cetera et cetera. Leigh's mother still recognised me - but that was okay: I like her, and she didn't ask any questions.
And... surprisingly, I didn't feel all that much like I was crossdressing. I was in the guise of a different person, but that the person was female was no more opposite to my inclinations than my male personae have been when I've used them in public (yes, I did once buy a smoothie while wearing a glued-on mustache I made myself). So, I guess this lends further credence to my androgyne label...
And now I must to bed. Good night, all.
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