Mood: Still pretty gay
Music: Weezer - Pink Triangle
All right, I really shouldn't bother to post about this, but a certain Nicaraguan shopkeep showed up at my house last night, admitted that he was wrong, and promised to be more accepting. He told me that I was right, that it was about who I was with now, not who I was with before. Heck, he even cried a little. Hey, being able to admit you were wrong is a big deal, so it's good enough for me. Glad that's all worked out then.
Here's to living out the modern day version of a Jane Austen novel, with a Nicaraguan shopkeep playing Darcy and bisexuality as the new poor/unconnected. Am I Elizabeth Bennet? I think so.
Pura Vida,
Sarah
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