Oh, holy shit.

Tonight I wanted to chill out and let myself loose.

I came home and left the computer off.  I watched a movie, then decided to watch another movie, "Kissing Jessica Stein."  Everyone I told I was watching it to when I finally did go on line said it was a good movie.  Well, it was cute, but in the end, as is typical, the lesbians do not get to stay together.

Ggrrrrrrrrrrrruuummmmbbbllllllllee.   At least they get to stay friends and neither of them dies.

In "If These Walls Could Talk II" at least the first couple got to have about 30 years together.

In "The Fox" by D.H. Lawrence, one of the women dies. (A tree falls on her.)

In "The Children's Hour" the lesbian hangs herself.

Virginia Woolf drowned herself.  I think it was depression, not her affair with the also-brilliant Vita Sackville-West that led her there.

Oh, god.  That sucks and I refuse to give in.

What I am is not bad.  I am no more of a sinner by nature than anyone else in the world.

Staying together is hard enough for couples recognized by society.

Radclyffe Hall had two lovers and lived more or less happily.

Gertrude Stein had Alice B. Toklas at the side of her deathbed.

My journal shares someone elses story of her lesbian mother and her mother's lover.

I am just as real and just as mortal.

Have they ever made a movie where the lesbians live happily ever after?  Can you name any for me?

Okay... there's "Bound" and "Better than Chocolate." What else ya' got?