Missy B's

It's been a few days again, sorry about that. Since my last post I have changed drastically. I am now OFFICIALLY a college grad. I had the party and everything but I still just wasn't 100% sure if I did indeed graduate, but then the good ol Norfolk Daily News printed the UNL grads from Norfolk and there was my name, it was glorious. I just feel smarter, I mean, getting a BA from UNL isn't exactly an easy thing, especially an English degree. Geesh I must have studied for at least six finals through out my college career. Six tests in 4 1/2 years isn't exactly easy. But the grad party was fun, thanks everyone who came because they thought it was Kim's party but then also said hello to me, that was nice. It was like having a private cool kid party at the Bar. But the party did make graduating real, which kinda weirded me out, but then when I looked around the Bar I realized almost everyone else there had graduated already, and they all seemed to look like they were having fun. So maybe life doesn't end after college. It just sucks more. College over. It's just a weird thought. But even weirded than college over, is going to a drag bar. And that is exactly where I went the day I graduated. After the party on Friday my family and I headed down to KC to Christmas shop and visit a few relatives. Well, one such relative, took us all to Drag Show on Sunday night. The show took place at a bar called "Missy B's." Dirty Dorothy was the host of the night (a fat man/woman in a skanky dorothy from wizard of oz costume.) And she would introduce each queen as they would come out and sing and dance all over the stage. I think before these queens were queens they were actually all football or basketball players because they were the biggest "women" I had ever seen. And they had the biggest hair and makeup and legs and heels, it was crazy. On this night I chose to wear my wonderfully fake fur coat I got in Chicago and let me tell you, gay men love fake fur. I think I must have gotten a hundred "oh honey that is a fab fur," and "you are too die" and "lovingg that." I felt like the bell of a gay ball.