who i be, what this is.

it struck me this morning, somewhere between my second and fourth cups of coffee, that i should start a blog.

 new job, new town, new life, why not write about what it means to be me. me. i liiiiiike this topic. could write all day about moi. there's probably something deeply psychological about this, but i choose to ignore it. back to me. typical midwestern girl story. born and raised in the country, daddy was a farmer and momma stayed home, i went to the culturally monotonous and typical small school, got good grades, and ran away to college..where i became a *gasp* lesbian! ok well, i've been a lesbian since..oh...birth, and realized as such about age four, but like the "good" girl i was, suppressed it until college, when it is, of course acceptable to come out. and boi, did i. riding a unicorn over the rainbow.

 since then, my life has been a veritable parade of women, the important ones as following. the beautiful experiment in love and travel (belt), the radically expressive desert dweller (redd), and finally, the one who obsessively collects debris (ocd). of course, there were some others in there, but these three..phew. i'll write about them all some more...later. i'll write about all of this some more later. i want my blog to be a place where people can learn what it is like to be an ordinary young lesbian in a small town.i know, i know, there are plenty of blogs like that, but i find that i'm always looking for a new lezblog to read. so welcome. if i get no followers, i'll still write. i'm a historian, by the way. writing is my woosaw.