Where the Hell is My Muse?

Ya know, I feel like I've lost my sense of humor, at least in my formal writing. I've become as dour as Gordon Brown, even when I'm not writing about heavy things. This...must...end! I was re-reading some of my first posts, and I still laugh out loud at some of them, in a good way. Where did this delightful girl wander off to, and who is this dull fishwife who replaced her? I'll try to let my hair down some, without taking it off.

Had a support meeting Saturday night. A sedate blast, as usual. I hung with Sylvia, and exchanged books with her. I lent her The Lazy Crossdresser by Charles Anders, a light book of tips for presenting as a better and more confident female. Sylvia handed me a big, beautiful book of makeup tips, and Alice in Genderland by Richard Novic.

Our group discussed the need to begin asking for dues, in order to organize events and meet the growing needs of our very diverse group. We will have to be granted non-profit status, a situation not aided by our current lack of an attorney in the group. We'll just have to muddle through.

I thought that we could just raise money with a kissing booth at the fair. But I think that the marketing of a TG kissing booth might prove difficult. Apparently, the general public wants more assurance than a pretty face when locking lips with a transgendered person. Who knew? I'll just keep coming up with great ideas so the sceptics will have something to shoot down.

Oh, the "contract" came up this week. (Note: see October 2008) It seems that my wife's counselor is very concerned that a divorce is imminent, and inquired about the contract. The missus asked me to remind her how long a term we had signed up for.
Me (brightly): It expired on April 10th.
She: Oooh........Do I need to be concerned about anything?

Well, y'all know that if I were doing anything fun like meeting up with strangers for sex, I'd be unable to resist writing about it here. Gawd knows, I could use some fresh material! While there are a host of stresses on our daily lives, I feel like the marriage is pretty solid right now. But, who knows what the wife might be saying to her counselor. I am certain that I will not be re-upping our little contract in its current form. There will be some real give and take this time. One thing I would insist on is shopping priviledges with my sister-in-law. I need to be free to acquire new pieces for my wardrobe with a willing and talented aide.

Well, that proved to be hilarious, hmmm?