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Feb. 8th, 2003 06:23 pmI have a rash on my legs. Itchy, painful, hot. Hot is worrying. It's getting worse. I went to the Whitechapel NHS walk-in today, and they said... see your GP! Handy service that. My GP is rubbish but I'll go anyway. I really want it to be Monday now. Stupid weekend.
So I may not go to Slimelight tonight. It's making me feel very unsexy, and that's going to put me off crossdressing, and if I can't crossdress, what's the point?
While waiting to be seen, I went for a walk. I saw the "Don't stop the war except through Islamic politics" rally, which was quite sparsely attended (except by the Met, who showed up in large numbers). Probably fortunate, given the level of stupidity on show. I mean, are they really saying I should support the war? Or what?
I also went and looked at the butt-plug - unfortunately it doesn't have a nice big plaza at the bottom, so I can see it getting stuck in God's anal cavity. Modern architects just don't think.