Please note, this specific excerpt was written before I even came out of the "Closet" so to speak. Also keep in mind that I had hair down past my waist and may have possible looked quite feminine. (If requested, I might dig up a picture or two of me from back in the day and post to here as well.)
Please don't judge me or take offense to this. -Thanks Mngt
Cold Day At The Head
|Snow on MSU campus not my picture. Thanks MSU Twitter|
Anyway back to the point of my whole story. I was languidly staggering up the dreaded mile sidewalk from Lappin to Wilson about 5:40 p.m. on the coldest day known to man. The wind was beating me in the face so hard I thought my body parts were going to be ripped off by the expansion of frost on my rings and stuff. Picture it, me trudging through sleet and leaves with my long hair nap'n in the wind wishing to see someone I know cruise "the circle"; so I could bum a ride, but no. Not today. I am never that fortunate except on pretty, sunny days.
Anyhow...I was walking, freezing my ass off, and minding my own business when it happened. I felt the most Earth moving sensation (no, I was not high or did I just orgasm). The Earth was literally moving; shaking even. And the Harder the ground shook the warmer the air got. I didn't know what the Hell was going on. I thought it was the end of this forsaken world or something to that effect, but it wasn't. This was even better than that.
|Beaver Shot scene from Basic Instinct|
Then as I walked heart broken to my lonely, dirty, smelly little dorm room, I saw the "Squirrel Guy" Tommy. I realized he had experienced the same thing I did because of the dumbfound look on his face. So I said, "what was that?"
He replied by saying, "the greatest thing in the world."
Then I didn't feel so bad becuase I wasn't the only loser in this lesbian filled world. I might add, I walked home proud the rest of the way; not becuase I experienced that event, but because the lizzies didn't try to pick me up thinking I was a chick.
Written about Morehead, KY.