When I was a young waaaarrrthog!

Well as all of you who read this know, I am single. What has fascinated me since this period of lone ranger style existence entered my life was how utterly tweaked some lesbians are. After years in Brisbane and meeting all sorts around the way, I am surprised to know that the diversity and spectrum of human existence can be summed up in gay culture. There are the needy ones, the obsessive, the sexual, the friend that is no longer a friend, the ex, the ex’s friends, the ex’s ex’s friends, the old ex’s the ones your yet to meet and that one night stand at the Beat that you never live down and she somehow NEVER loses your number and she is the girl who is sweet at the time but will knife you when the bar tender talks to you because ‘I thought you were with meeeeee.!’

Now this is in no way fair, scientific or based on anything other than experience and personal opinion, so suck it up out there and deal with that fact if you are gay, your relationships will 9/10 end messy, you may be cheated on and during the course of your gayness I am sure there is that one guy that just ‘does something for me’.

But what is etiquette? Is there a mourning period? Is there a ‘my body is a temple’ moment where you become like the new age Ghandi and Confucius and start spurting out meaningful Asian proverbs or provide advice to friends on how yoga and meditation will bring out the demons and eliminating peas and ‘nasties’ from your diet help improve your emotional well being...FUCK THAT.

There is no point to this, I am just surprised at the deranged people out there and how lucky that through my cosmic bouncing around the gay solar system I have managed to find some semblance of sanity in myself and the people who I surround myself with. As remember you can always be ‘that girl’ or that ‘the one who went nuts’ and I would like to maintain as much dignity in the end, as I did in the start. Standards are not something that a broken heart effects, and the person who did it isn’t to blame. If you have your heart broken at all, thank your lucky stars you know what it is you lost; otherwise you have wasted another period of time parked at the planet that is showing no signs of organic life. And god bless psychos, because without them, how else would I look good???