Tinkerbell

That's me apparently, due to my sexual persuasion I am Tinkerbell - a fairy. It is a fridge magnet, it is photographed in situ, it was a gift from a dear friend. Oh well, that's friends for you I guess, always there to support and help me in my times of need, thanks! If there's anyone thinking about coming out as gay contact me and I'll pass on my friends details who will give you all the love and support you need during such a difficult time. Then again, that probably is not such a good idea unless you've got skin like a rhinoceros, which is kind of thick, I guess?

Anyway my friend buys me this gift which cost a whole £1.00, meanwhile I buy them a 3 dvd box set which cost £30.00 if memory serves correctly. What does that say about my friend? The equilibrium has been upset somewhere along the way, I guess I love them more than they love me, I buy them something expensive that will bring them hours of joy whilst I get a cheap and nasty fridge magnet which parodies my sexuality and only brings me pain and suffering. Why do I continue to love them as a friend, you may ask? That's easy, because, truth be told, she has brought so much care, understanding and laughter to my life; and I love her to bits for it. It's not the price of the gift that counts either, it's the thought that goes into it; it's a bit of fun, it make me laugh; and I was kind of lying about the price of the dvd box set too. 

But anyway, if I have made my friend feel guilty remember it's my birthday next month, an opportunity to perhaps seek redemption from your guilt?

Talking of fairies my same friend has a phobia of them, of fairies, seriously. How utterly bizarre is that, I mean seriously freaky; to have a phobia of something that, to the best of my knowledge, does not exist. And here was me thinking I had some issues in my life, but really. I think a trip to the psychiatrist is order don't you?

It's just a bit of fun, sorry. xx