A LITTLE SELF-REALIZATION GOES A LONG WAY

So there I was, a few days after my birthday, walking around the kitchen barefoot, drinking a glass of orange juice, listening to The Indigo Girls, reading from the Best American Poetry 2005 (which I purchased from Borders with a birthday gift card), and enjoying the sunny weekend morning, when it hit me. It's finally official: I'm a lesbian.

The only thing I was missing was a flannel shirt, comfortable shoes, cankles, and a kissable poster of K.D. Lang.