transitioning
Despite yesterday’s claim of a return to my previous, feral lifestyle, I’m apparently still not quite back to my old self, having earlier this evening declined an invitation to the home of a rather attractive young blonde with whom I was at an earlier point in my life romantically entangled. Cue British accented Discovery Channel voice over: “After months of domestication, the recently re-released male seems to have somewhat lost the knack for his species’ elaborate courtship ritual…”