The feeling of disconnect is not getting any better. I just feel so blah.

I've come to realize that my job just isn't cutting it for me. I should really find another before everyone realizes my discontent.

I pass pretty much always now, so that's nice. Though somehow I pass as straight occasionally and I'm not sure how that can ever happen.

A friend of mine had a minor incident involving gay slurs. And it got me thinking about how I will likely never pass, and really have never passed, as straight. And as a gay male, that actually can put me into some danger. I guess that means I just need to be at a least a little careful where I am at night.

This week I've noticed a whole lot more oil on my face. And a whole lot more body odor. I don't think I've been showering any less frequently. And my diet hasn't really changed, so I think it's just another lovely effect of the hormones. Yay.

My mother called me a few days ago. We talked cordially, but about nothing of import. Ah well.

Planning on camping soon. I really need to get out of the city for awhile. Even just for a day or so. It will be great.

Oh, and that one boy comes soon.