This weekend felt like a livejournal clusterfuck. As much as I once tried to keep the two world's separate, it felt like this inevitable collision. I'm full of walls and it's a little weird to have someone in person suddenly have access to a lot beneath the surface - but so far it's all turned out fine. I'll keep to my INTJ Cancer crab's homebody shell for a while and recover.
I've got like 100MB of photos to somehow upload and distribute (Sorry Mark, I attempted to start last night but it was so slow. Don't worry though, you'll get them - I appreciate all the awesome shots you got while I was reenacting Jessica Simpson on top of the car).
Pink Party was great - (Jeff, you've got some hilarious photos with my ladies!) Great times: house parties, lap dances, vodka and all. I still don't remember half the photos, some of the people in the photos and in the living room, and I've been stopped twice now on my way home from work today by people saying hello to me that I'm assuming I met that night.
Photos of all this will definitely be emerging soon. In the meantime, someone asked if I celebrated Pride. God I love my roomies, this picture is the perfect capture to sum up our Pride Sunday. All three of us were total messes, f'd up until like 3am the night before and we still made it out for the fun:
And the ultimate LJ merger blending coasts and political lines: