After a long day of looking in the mirror and going "OMW I have breasts!" and trying to get my clothing to cover me well and basically feeling wrong I figured I'd relax tonight. I put on an episode of L-Word, sat where I could see the mirror in my room, and wrapped my chest and put on a guys shirt. Loving the effect I felt myself relaxing...
...until my housemate knocked on my door. Not just any housemate, but the most normal one, the one who just doesn't get anything different. We'd been bonding earlier about my inablity to fall for this guy who's just perfect for me and her inability to meet a nice Jewish boy, and I really really didn't want to ruin that. I crossed my arms across my chest and hoped, and luckily enough she was distracted enough about her question not to notice anything. For once, I'm quite glad she's often in her own world, 'cause she is NOT the first person I want to come out to.
Seriously, how do you deal with that? And wow just realized I'm getting a roommate in a month. THAT'll make things more fun.
Okay back to L-Word, though I think I'll switch to pjs which are wonderfully neutral so it works for both worlds.