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hiddenmuseWhen I was in college, I had a gay boyfriend. Not a gay boyfriend in the "Oh My God, Oprah - my boyfriend likes dick!" sort of way - nope, this was an openly gay man. How did he become my boyfriend? Well, we were both single - so we decided to be each other's boyfriend/girlfriend, until one or both of us found somebody.
We'd met in Human Sexuality class - the two misfits. Together, we had our "Dumb Blonde" and "Sex Goddess" - his were Anna Nicole Smith and Annie Sprinkle. Mine were Pamela Anderson and Susie Bright. He'd shared his copies of On Our Backs; The Good Vibrations Guide to Sex and his music - Pansy Division, and Cyborgasm - a collection of erotic stories - with me.
After classes, we'd get together and ride around St. Louis - going to the movies (seeing Showgirls with him and one of his friends was a campy good time); going to gay bars and running around some of the neighborhoods.
I always liked gay men. It might have been the connection between gay men and fat girls, but whatever it was, I've always liked hanging around them. We'd have a nice little Mutual Admiration Society going on - and I think some of them liked me because I was a "safe" fag hag/flame dame. Being queer meant that I wouldn't try to come onto them or anything. Sure, they actually liked women - especially the breasts (really!) - in a platonic sense only. And a few I've met were quite "anti-woman", referring to them in perjorative terms - even while I was around. Then again, they were fairly young, and newly out...
Anyways, I love my gay boys - and they seem to like me, too. :-) It's a very good thing.
We'd met in Human Sexuality class - the two misfits. Together, we had our "Dumb Blonde" and "Sex Goddess" - his were Anna Nicole Smith and Annie Sprinkle. Mine were Pamela Anderson and Susie Bright. He'd shared his copies of On Our Backs; The Good Vibrations Guide to Sex and his music - Pansy Division, and Cyborgasm - a collection of erotic stories - with me.
After classes, we'd get together and ride around St. Louis - going to the movies (seeing Showgirls with him and one of his friends was a campy good time); going to gay bars and running around some of the neighborhoods.
I always liked gay men. It might have been the connection between gay men and fat girls, but whatever it was, I've always liked hanging around them. We'd have a nice little Mutual Admiration Society going on - and I think some of them liked me because I was a "safe" fag hag/flame dame. Being queer meant that I wouldn't try to come onto them or anything. Sure, they actually liked women - especially the breasts (really!) - in a platonic sense only. And a few I've met were quite "anti-woman", referring to them in perjorative terms - even while I was around. Then again, they were fairly young, and newly out...
Anyways, I love my gay boys - and they seem to like me, too. :-) It's a very good thing.
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Date: 2007-04-19 03:13 pm (UTC)I've often wondered to myself if the reason I stay overweight is because I dont know how to deal with men my age, quite frankly, they scare me..
i just read your latest post about yourself and we are very alike in the not being able to start conversations, doesnt dance by myself, although when i take my dog for a walk, i have fob in my ipod and i dance a little..and its kind of fun :)
this is going to sound so 6th grade, but you are so fun, i cant wait to see what you say next :)
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Date: 2007-04-20 01:48 am (UTC)Men can be weird, awkward and scary. I guess I look at gay men as being "practice" for talking with the straight ones. Also, it seemed to help that I had male friends (yes, even straight men), so guys didn't feel so "alien".