Wednesday, January 16, 2008

An itch in time makes me feel fine.

Well, you can't keep a good girl down. After my last post I carried on working but something didn't seem right. Then it struck me: I'm at home all alone and I am dressed in drab.
The red dress mist had descended upon me and I wanted to put on my glad rags.

So I'm going to have to succumb.

Is there a gene, carrying cross-dressing desires, the same way you itch for a fag ? ( Stop it! You know I mean ciggie). Did blogging bring the idea into my head? Or did I just want to get out of working for a bit and this was a good excuse?
Who cares a fuck? I'm doing it anyway! See you later.
xx

5 comments:

Lizzy said...

Hey Julie!

I saw that you have been lurking (and even commenting) on my blog... Thank you for the kind words of support and encouragement. I hope all is well with you, and I promise to lurk and sometime comment here. =)

Oh and btw: happy new year!

Liz

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Gabriela Julie Budd said...

Aaah! Thanks Liz
Hope all is going well for you. It must be tough. You do sound more positive on your blog and I sense that you are starting to enjoy bits of your new life.
Speak to you soon
xx

Anonymous said...

Hiya, Just popping in to say hello. Haven't spoken in a while but you should have received an email today. Keep the blog going although I know how hard it can be!

Gabriela Julie Budd said...

Hi Rach!

It's nice when someone as busy as yourself pops in.
Now, get to the back of the class and try to catch up with the others.
xx