Sunday, Oct. 19, 2003 || 2:51 a.m.

After getting wasted at my favorite drag show/cult movie event ever, I did the most liberating thing when I got home. I swung open my window, light up a cigratte and put a great depressing song on my headphones. For those 5 minutes, I felt clear and confident on this crisp San Francisco night.

The only thing, in recent memory, that I can think of that was this close to being liberating was buying a vibrator. Now I can masturbate like a man. I love it.

My drive in life has been reclaimed!

luv, steph

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