Since I have absolutely zero knowledge about relationships…especially in the area of sex…I feel well qualified to discuss it…much in the same way Sarah Palin is well qualified to render her wisdom in matters of the environment…anyone heard her saying “Drill, baby, drill” recently?…or can she see the Gulf oil slick from her house…but I digress…so, someone asked me the other day if I was a lesbian…which is a step up for me…Usually, I am more likely to be asked if I’m a drag queen…because of my size, which has been known to prompt parents to take their small children off the street…and my voice, which to me sounds like I gargled Drano……actually, people don’t generally ask…most people don’t have the courage to pose a question like that, at least not to someone who looks like she could fold them up and fit them in her purse. The original question got me thinking, however…a dangerous endeavor that I try to avoid, rather skillfully, most of the time…see I have more in common with the Tea Party movement than you thought!…and I believe I’m more Bi-Sexual…but not “Bi” as in two…“Bye” as in “so long, sex life”…Frankly, I haven’t come across…heh, heh…she said “come”…I haven’t found many people who “want what I have,” unless I find a really good parking spot near the mall the weekend before Christmas…but that’s not a complaint, because frankly, with the emotional baggage I carry around, if someone WAS interested, I’d be like the proverbial dog that once catching a car doesn’t have a clue what to do with it…Still, it would be nice if someone was interested…you see, I don’t really think I want anyone…I just want them to want me…which is why the vast majority of my sex relations are selfish…well, they have to be…I’m usually the only one there…occasionally faking orgasm so I don’t disappoint myself…