You Can't Pray Away the Gay

     I love Grey's Anatomy, I really do.  Not in the "I watch it every time it's on, can name every actor and his/her character, and own all the DVDs" sense, but in the "My mom watches the show and maybe when she sees the true love between Callie and Arizona she'll realize" sense. In fact, I've seen very little Grey's Anatomy, and I don't really like Grey.  But I love Calliope.  Not because she has an awesome name, which she does, but because she's so damn relate-able. Though I'm more like Arizona in the sense that I'm not bi but rather a Gold Star Lesbian, I can identify wholeheartedly with Callie's struggle for her dad's acceptance.
     I saw the episode with the slogan above.  With my mom. At the time my mother was openly hostile about it. I didn't really mind because I hadn't really realized who I am yet. And I just so happened to also see tonight's episode with my mother.  I was watching the screen, not her face, but she seemed much more accepting here. She didn't say anything hateful when the baby daddy told Arizona "You're nothing." She didn't say anything about Arizona calling herself the child's mother.  And most importantly, she seemed almost as relieved as I was when at the end Callie comes to and says "I'll marry you." Maybe, hopefully, she can see that the love between these two women is more pure and true than the romance between Meredith and McDreamy could ever be. And no, I don't know what Dempsey's character's name really is. It is Dempsey, correct?

Rules For Being A Convincing Straight Girl

I've recently had a self-evaluative moment and realized that I'm being kinda obvious. Aside from pointing out hot chicks, I'm pretty much doing everything I can to lead people to the inference that I'm a lesbian. Which would be totally okay if I didn't have to keep this tiny detail a secret from my parents for fear of disgust, scorn, and being kicked out. So I've developed some rules for myself. 

-Buy clothes only from the women's section
-Ditch the rainbow yarn
-Watching football is okay, but powderpuff is for dykes
-Point out attractive males. Pretend to crush on them.
-Try to give a fuck about hair, makeup, and all that jazz
-Hide An Unbearable Lightness, watch Xena clandestinely, listen to tATu only on Pandora and only when alone, keep femslash fanfic hidden,ditch stuff like Victor/Victoria
-Borrow from Mom, not Dad
-Shut the fuck up about gay rights
-Go to Homecoming. Wear a dress.
-No more basketball shorts in public unless actually playing a sport
-As far as underpants go, wear bikinis instead of boyshorts
-Aside from the lucky Ravenclaw tie, ditch the blatantly dyke-y accessories
-Wear heels to church, and quit complaining about the Debate skirt
-Not a mention of attending GSA around the 'rents
-Quit dressing like a guy and try to accentuate boobs/hips
-Pink bra. Nothing's girly-er than a pink bra.
-Try to give a fuck when Harmony* teases "haha, you're 15 and never had a boyfriend!"


*My sister's name has been changed for the sake of anonymity. Mine, not hers. 


I can't help feeling like I'm forgetting a few things, so if you think of any hit me up.