One Time…At Naughty Camp…
So I know this person who used to write on the Metroblog with me, her name is Cami and she’s awesome. At the last Metroblog meetup I went to I was there with Miss Cami when she officially met Miss Burrows. I could tell at the moment they officially met that it was the start of a beautiful friendship. And I was thrilled for Cami, whom (or who? I never know for sure) I knew was awesome when she sent me a postcard from Disneyland. Just for me! It was very nice of her to do for someone she knew casually at best at that point.
When they first met I was pleased for them. But around the edges of that happiness was a bit of jealousy flavored sadness. I have a dear girl friend (not a “girlfriend”, mind you, I have lots of those, all my gays are all “girlfriends”), named Rargirl. Or if you prefer, (even though I can’t remember why,) Myrtle, Wife of Thunderball. I would link to HER, but her newest entry is nearly a year old. She is my family and I love her. We used to do fun girl things, and collectively we would have girly moments. Neither of us are super girly the rest of the time, so having someone to sit around and do girl things with who would also drink and swear and bitch about other girls with me was really really nice. Unaball, Ambassador of Liptenstein, fell in love with and eventually married Rargirl. Which made it really awesome for Teh Scoot and I because we had another married couple to do things with. Like get loaded and play Mickey’s Speedway. Then they moved away. It was very sad for me because I haven’t really had a friend like her since.
But now, through some twist of fate (and Twitter, no doubt), I have been invited to Camp Naughty, where I will be one of FIVE (yes! Five!) campers having an evening filled with fun (with bondage tape), frivolity (Strange Love live broadcasting), and topped off with a happy ending (according to the schedule). I will be one of seven girls together to hang out and have fun and enjoy the evening. Mostly I’m shocked I was even considered, let alone picked!
In case you are new to the Bananaverse, I have a hard time reconciling being female (mani/pedi, wearing a bra, Hello Kitty) with everything else (Star Wars, computers, Nintendo, comic books), and for the most part I feel like I am not very good at being a girl. Sometimes though I feel like being a girl on my terms (wearing boy shorts and watching South Park) is my right and I only get to do it as a result of Women’s Lib and all of that. So when I see people I think are good at being girls, and they want to have anything at ALL to do with me I am very self conscious and a bit disbelieving about it. I’m totally looking forward to it and I’m terribly excited I got picked, but there’s still part of me that can’t believe the cool kids scooted over and made room for me at their table.
I’ll probably be Twittering from this Naughtiest of Camps, so you can catch me there if you want. And be sure to join us live for a very saucy Strange Love.
6 Responses to “One Time…At Naughty Camp…”
missburrows says:
July 9, 2008 at 8:54 am
a) we pink puffy heart you
b) when I picked you for the cupcake massacre Cami nearly killed me on the spot out of jealousy
c) i have no idea how to be a girl, I just try to be myself and whom (who?) ever wants to come along for the ride is welcome to
Please note: I beat Cami here (I don’t care if she IS busy getting her family ready for the day) so I lurv you more! Ha!
CamiKaos says:
July 9, 2008 at 3:04 pm
Everything is always a competition with MissBurrows… Yes she got here first because I was getting my husband ready for work and my daughter ready for camp (or because I was sleeping).
But for my part, I’m not all that girlie girl either. It was just in the last few years that I learned the importance of a nice pedi and an eyebrow wax. I’ll take Sci Fi over a chick flick any day and I hate to think what would happen if someone tried to take away my iphone or wii.
(and I was TOTALLY pissed that she claimed you for the cupcake battle that never was)
Truth is YOU are a cool kid and we can’t wait to have you join us on Friday…
WOO HOO!
missburrows says:
July 9, 2008 at 3:15 pm
Cami: Why do you always have to be such a cry baby? Suck it up that you are late, and move on.
*waves to Verso*
verso says:
July 9, 2008 at 3:29 pm
Now now ladies, let’s not fight! There’s room for everyone in cupcake battle isn’t there? I hope so because I have quite the throwing arm attached to my freakish manly drag queen shoulder!
Giddy says:
July 9, 2008 at 3:36 pm
I’m not much of a “girly” girl either… though, I definitely have my moments.
Can’t wait to meet you!
holly says:
July 14, 2008 at 3:20 pm
i totally get the not-being-good-at-girl-things thing. wait. south park is for boys? dang. oops. oh well too late.