In all this Hillary kerfuffle, I find it astounding that a man wanted to marry me, and even (get this, folks), ENJOYS being married to me. I'm not worried about the love part--I'm very lovable--but it seems that someone of my ilk would be found "intolerable," "intimidating," even "screechy." Being tall and smart ain't worth shit when it's got a pussy. I'm just speaking my truth, here. Thank GOD I married a fellow nerdy, frumpy person or else people would be speculating that I'm "domineering," that Bob doesn't really love me, or that he married me for my money/connections.
Or that he's gay. (He's not gay)
I, like Hillary, will grow older, and probably not as well as Julie L., so if I get too successful, someone will call me "aging," "withered," and "cronish." I also look forward to many comparisons to Bea Arthur. My big nose is going to be grounds for a serious field day in the 2030s.
Also, my vagina will dry up.
My vagina will dry up too, Mo. That's what lube is for.
Word.
Posted by: jules at January 9, 2008 10:19 PM