I have recurrent dreams about running in high heels. What gives? Last time I checked, I was five ten and-a-half. I have no business in heels, primarily because males taller than five-foot-four have no interest in me to begin with. But after watching Some Like it Hot, I can't help but think that I could probably muster a pretty good run-skip in foxy black patent heels. I can go pretty fast in hockey skates, I guess.
P.S. - What is it about short guys that gives them the predisposition to creepiness? Do they have some Freudian envy of my height as I allegedly envy them their penises, and this causes them to call attention to the fact that they are eye-level with my not-even-that-big boobs? Who fucking knows? Give me a tall guy.
Friday, January 23, 2009
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