We have many rites at my office - one is taking in cakes on your birthday and another is obfuscating the email announcing them in what passes for the kitchen.
So, I was 21 again (like my colleagues, you will have to guess the number base...) and one was kind enough to say that I didn't look 129 at all!
Actually we did have a longer conversation in which he hinted strongly that I didn't look my age.
Almost tempted to believe him.
We cross-dressers have a secret weapon - which even works some of the time - namely that extra motivation to keep the weight down a bit and look after the skin, at least the parts that show. It's funny how yet another crack on the head, blood etc causes me little irritation, but a new blemish on the face or leg is a big deal. 8-(
Never mind, we all have to make it through somehow.
2 comments:
Belated birthday wishes and all that. I'm only a month late.
Bugger. ;-)
Let's hear it for the trans motivation that keeps us trim and active. Maybe it's not all bad news.
Birthdays? who's counting!
Now, where did I put that lettuce leaf... 8-)
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