Yes, It's nearly 5am and I'm up and writing. So what? Who cares [tugs collar]? Yeah, these late nights are making my late nights...later. Anyways, tonight at work I had an uncomfortable discussion about...a certain part of the female anatomy that begins with the letter "P" and ends with the letter "Y".
Reason was, one of the bartenders, who is recently married and was bored, and during his brief interlude, over a cigarette, we got on the subject of getting laid. 2 things dawned on me:
-I'm still not out to these mostly hyper masculine (but cool) dudes at work.
-And damn, I need to get fucking laid, like 15 fucking minutes ago.
But yeah, either way, ugh, should I come out to my co-workers? That might strike you as an obvious "YES", but really, does it matter? I dunno. It's a minor dilemma, but one that has kept my mind buzzing at nearly daybreak.
At the least, I wonder if it would change their level of "discourse". Also, most of these guys are my brother's buddies; has he purposely not informed them of status? Perhaps it just never came up.
Also, it's like 35 degrees. What the WHAT? Already!? SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIT SON.
PS - The title refers to how I apparently pronounce the word.