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Oh, David Bowie, your sexual self-presentation amuses me so greatly (Yes, somebody has been having fun on YouTube).
You know, normally living on a budget of $400 a month for EVERYTHING doesn't really bother me that much. That said, I just got laid (for the first time in ohgodwaytoolong) and now that I have had a lovely nap, I want SO BADLY to eat at a WILDLY expensive restaurant (anything over 5 dollars is wildly expensive for me. I mostly just want, like, a chicken burger or something. But an actual MEAL that I DIDN'T COOK). Suddenly, for the first time in my life, the idea of making him buy me dinner seems to make sense. Except that "I always want good food afterwards and I'm SO BROKE" is really not the actual historical reason for that little cultural law. This is, I suppose, a problem with wanting to get laid and not wanting to date (and, if I did want to date, having Issues with dating and gender assumptions).