When Ness arrived home from work late last night, we hurriedly got ready to go out to a bar. On Thursdays they have free beer for the ladies until 12:30 and since I’m legally still female, I still get free beer.
The Arrival
Once we entered, we quickly grabbed some free beer and looked for our friends. They were in the back of the bar. I thought “Sweet, I can catch some Sports Center” but everyone began moving around. I met one of Ness’ friends from high school who I hadn’t ever met before. She seemed really cool with the fact that I’m transgender. I’m not surprised that most of her friends are cool with it, there was only that one who had a problem with it.
You know, come to think of it now, I haven’t run into any really big problems. We go to IHOP all the time and everyone there knows me as Josh, even though it’s quite evident that I have boobs. But they all make an effort to call me Josh and use the proper pronouns (”he” and “his”).
Speaking of my boobs…
Ness has a habit of grabbing my boobs, whether we’re in public or not. I’m not really a fan of this, and you won’t see me grab people’s boobs out of the blue, but that’s just me. So we move downstairs so we could dance, or rather, they could dance because I’m not drunk enough yet. Although, the beer is running through me quickly because a) I’m sick and b) I haven’t eaten all day.
Ness makes a grab for my boobs then, Leah makes a grab for my boobs as well then shouts “I touched Josh’s boobs!” Hm…
A year ago, if someone besides my significant other tried to grab my boobs I would have beat the crap out of them, but the more I get to know Ness’ friends, that’s just who they are. They are very open people, which is cool because those are the kind of people I want to associate myself with.
The Fries
So after a few beers, I was kind of drunk. I hadn’t eaten all day and on top of that I was sick (still am). The beer went right through me. We were getting ready to leave and walked upstairs and saw two friends sitting at the bar eating the most delicious-looking fries. Delicious-looking while drunk fries. Mozzarella and sharp cheddar cheese with some bacon bits melted on top of crispy french fries. I was so excited that we ordered some.
If you ever want to try these fries, let me know and I will take you. I promise you that you won’t regret it.


September 7, 2007
Those fries sound amazing.
There is a local joint I used to frequent with a friend when I was in college to brainstorm for our ad class and enjoy cokes and baskets of fries. mmm
September 7, 2007
my boobs have more than once been grabbed publicly by someone who i’m not dating. And my ass, even more frequently. Why is that?
September 8, 2007
Peroty: Those fries were amazing. Almost good enough to travel for.
Mandy: I don’t know why that is…:P