I have a co-worker in the office, whom claims to not be homophobic, but who really hates it when I kid around about how butch I am.

What's wrong with that? I am, sort of. I'm still somewhat of a tomboy, certainly...not as much as I used to be, since moving to the city, still...what the hell is wrong with a woman joking about being butch? I've made no intimation that I'm gay...just that I have no problem getting dirty or hanging out with the guys, that I don't care one whit about my figure or make up or all the frilly-girly things so many women set their sights on.

I'm not bragging about being butch, just laughing at myself, being good-natured about who I really am! (who am I, anyway? I forgot.)

And speaking of makeup...oddly, when I do put on make up and doll myself up (which I'm perfectly capable of doing, tho' truth to tell, I've never perfected the whole eye-shadow/mascara thing)...people say I look my age. When I'm "au natural" and dressed casually, people always think I am younger than I am. So, I have to sometimes wonder about these girls and women, who layer on the makeup every day of their lives...do they realize that it ages them? Oh, it probably does make them look prettier to rather shallow eyes of the world at large...but what would they do if they knew that it also pre-maturely ages them? At least, that's my theory.

Anyway. Hi. I'm playwrite27, and I'm a butch old maid who's also a closet transcentalist and a dedicated Whovian. How do you do? :)