Went on a "date" with a drag queen. We both got all dressed up and went out and raised hell. Then we both crashed at her apartment. She got out of drag and looked like a boy. We talked like old girlfriends for several hours, then we ended up spooning in her little bed. We decided we would just be friends, but of a very warm sort. She said she was a top who mostly tops straight men, which sounds lurid & fun. I'm more of a switch myself, though I see myself only playing bottom to very manly men (at least in my head: I'm still a virgin technically). So I think ths will work out.

Cross a few things off my list of things I can say I've done in my weird life. Coming out could not have possibly turned out better, even if I'm yet to get totally fucked.