As a dyke, same answers for the questions that were the same... honestly for the rest...

[azurelunatic]

According to the Gay Test...
You are 57% GAY!

The typical lesbian is only 38% gay!
Here's how you compare:

people less gay than you (45%)
people just as gay as you (4%)
people gayer than you (50%)




OK, so I'm definitely gay. I give up. I thought I was going to come out so straight. I guess it was the sports team that did it. Soccer and fencing, way in my distant youth, for those who are interested, not to mention duct-tape swords with the crowd of anime dudes.

OK, I admit it, I'm FUCKING QUEER AS A $3 BILL!!

...Never mind that I'd jump Darkside (very male, for those who are interested) in a picosecond if he gave me the chance at him.

Never mind that I *do* look better in lace than in leather.

OK, so objectively, if I kept my brain out of it, and my common sense, my hormones would specify that my female roommate is more attractive to me than Darkside is. But you see, you can train the brain to not notice things like that, if it becomes very apparent to the brain that if the body goes ga-ga over Sis, Sis will first give me a stern talking-to with her fists, and then with any other blunt or sharp or rusty object to hand, et cetera.

That's if I made a physical pass at her.

Hell yes she's homophobic. But she's my sister. She's cool with gay guys -- dykes like me worry her, because her underlying assumptions with anyone before it's proven that they won't is that if they're attracted to her they'll do something rude and physical without even asking. I inquired if she swang that way, and then when it proved she didn't, didn't pursue the issue.

It would be really nice if she could give her brain a good housecleaning on the subject, but since I've got my own bats in my own belfry, I'm not one to talk. I wish she'd just admit that yes, she is a homophobe, but she prides herself on being so open-minded....

*sigh* It'll catch up to her someday (it always does ... every time she puffs herself up about something she takes a queen-sized fall) and I hope it's not too bad...

Comments

[godai.livejournal.com]

Hun, you did notice how the percents didn't really change.

I'm pretty sure that the origanal question on if your a guy/girl, straight/gay is so they can determine that average percentage for a straight man.

Heck you were less gay the second time you took it.


Don't let it get to you the spark is nowhere near by far an authority.

Dear?

[azurelunatic]

Honestly, hon, I've been very bisexual since I was 14 years old, as soon as I learned that "bisexual" meant "I would sleep with a guy or I would sleep with a girl". I've been engaged twice: first to a girl named Emily, and second to a guy named Brian.

Of the two relationships, the most successful one was with Emily.

I think I'd *rather* date girls... it irritates the holy hell out of me that I'm probably going to end up with a guy... the only consolation factor in that is that I'm also likely to end up with a Heinlein family, and if the typical Heinlein family isn't filled with bi women then I'll make a serious try at eating my steel-toed dyke sneakers... :)

Re: Dear?

[godai.livejournal.com]

You mentioned that you were bi before.

I'm not saying you aren't heh.

Just trying to offer a bit of calming as the post seamed.... very frustrated.?

Not sure how to put it

Oh.

[azurelunatic]

The fact that I'm expecting, any time within the next twenty minutes, my sister's Relatives From Hell, has probably a lot to do with the stress level.

Add to that the fact that I haven't seen Darkside in a week...

Yeah, I'd say it's stress. I've been bitchy for the past week, and it isn't even Bitchy Witchy Week yet.

Re: Dear?

[todfox.livejournal.com]

"end up with" sounds so permanent and so final. I'd aim for finding at least one of each that you like, if not more. Really, why limit yourself? :)

end up with

[azurelunatic]

I do tend to focus on one primary relationship at a time... when I say "end up with" I mean my mature, settled, primary-most relationship, the person I would default to if all other options were equally as attractive.

It's just the way I'm wired, that I tend to prefer slim blond computer geeks with glasses, not too tall, interested in magic. (A check of my most successful romantic friendships/ relationships shows people of this physical/mental type showing up a *lot.*) I'm happiest around said computer geeks, of course, when there are other women (preferably brunette, longish hair, glasses optional, preferably blue eyes, definitely well-endowed, preferably poets/writers/artists, hopefully bisexual) also hanging with said computer geek.

Re: end up with

[todfox.livejournal.com]

I can certainly understand the glasses thing. I love glasses. Definetly a fetish of mine. That, and long hair, and geek-ness.

Hmm. Sometimes I feel like I'm essentially attracted to myself, in some weird way -- especially when it comes to the men I'm attracted too. Long haired, skinny boys. With women, I have a much broader range of attraction, although I tend to prefer my women a bit curvy.

the *scary* thing is...

[azurelunatic]

Freudianly, I figured it out, and it very much seems as if I'm attracted to men with minds like my father and bodies like my mother. With women, I am hitting on myself all over the place -- my ex-fiancee and I were mistaken for each other in photographs all the time. Scary, no?

Re: the *scary* thing is...

[godai.livejournal.com]

So its an electra and oedipus complex?

;)

Re: the *scary* thing is...

[azurelunatic]

Not sure. Haven't studied enough Freud to find out what he calls the dang things. I just know that my ideal for male beauty was influenced heavily by my mother, but the whole brains and personality thing got the major attitude from Daddy. I think it's fortunate that it mixed like that --

One amusing moment: Shawn and I were at a dance once, about two-three years back, and we simultaneously spotted Hot People. "Yeeeeow," he said, looking in one direction. "Uh-*huh!*" I said, looking in almost the same direction.

We compared notes. He was looking at the chick in the red dress; I was looking at the guy in the leather jacket. He told me that she reminded him of someone, but he couldn't quite place who it was. I nodded -- I was getting the same vibe from the guy in the leather jacket.

Five minutes or so of eye candy pass, when Shawn suddenly places her. "Oh my God, she looks like my *mother*!" he says, and starts freaking. I check the chick out again. Sure enough, the chick in the red dress superficially resembles Shawn's very attractive young mother.

Shawn beats his head against a pillar, making unhappy noises.

I take another look at the guy in the jacket and freeze up. "...Shawn...." I say, "...I just noticed. I have a photograph of my father, when he was young, wearing a leather jacket..."

Shawn beats *my* head against the pillar. I make unhappy noises.

Re: the *scary* thing is...

[todfox.livejournal.com]

My sweetie and I get mistaken for brother & sister pretty frequently.


Speaking of glasses, have you seen this website (http://www.twistedlens.com/)?