gay shame/pride
Pride on Friday made me remember why I should probably stick to just fucking girls and not dating them. lots of unneeded random drama out of nowhere that weirded me out. But the night improved because I was hanging out with awesome people. Pride on Saturday though reminded me why i love homos, and it was pure ridiculousness. Im surprised I can even still move. I missed the parade though this morning because of couch sleeping and walking around capitol hill until 7am. Combination of events that happened this weekend almost made me wish I wasn't moving to Portland, but Aug 1st is still my prospective moving date.