So last night, I had a crazy, wild dream that I was at a gay club with the boys from Another Gay Movie being sexed by
this man.
...
Dear subconscious: I don't know what I did to deserve this, but I sure do appreciate it. Especially since all the other dreams were weird and a little scary. No more giant scorpions, mmmkay?
Then I bought a whole bunch of books at After Stonewall, pretty underwear, Shmanny's birthday gift, and had many, many daiquiris at the Highlander with Nadine and Véro. I wish every Friday were like this one.
Right now, I am tired and still tipsy, so I go bed. Talk to you all tomorrow.