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Huh, what? right, uh-huh!

So it is sweet jesus o'clock in the morning and I am trashed. I am tired and still a bit drunk. I had a great pride weekend. i will try to get to al the details when i am more sober, but for now i have to day tonight something happened that has never happened before and something i hope tom never hears about because I will never hear the end of it. It's not really a big deal but it is so not me (or tom) that I know he will Joe. I felt just as out of place there as last time I went but I had a fuller tank of rum this time. The heat in the place became unbearable, i was bitchy about the evil management turning on the god damned AC... but eventually i gave in and took off my shirt. i figured the lights were low, no one could see and It's not like i was going to take anyone home anyway.

So I danced with my shirt off and it was actually kind of nice. I could feel the pulse of the base on my chest hairs. I sucked in my gut trying to look like the boys that were dancing around me. How do all these guys have time to have bodies like this?

So of course since i had my shirt off i ran into a few people. i ran into my wonderful friend Dave who i used to date and his new... uh, um, guy. I don't think they do anything but fight like an old married couple it's a very interesting relationship to say the least. I also ran into dailybinx who said he thought I was more of a Cafe scenester... which isn't really the case either.

I've had a wild weekend full of good times. Have you ever had something from the past come up several time in a very short period of time that sort of freaks you out. That happened this weekend for me. I actually wrote another entry but haven't posted it yet. The subject came up a few times over the last few days sometimes it wasn't by my choice at all. I felt like a mood killer when Tom asked me to tell the story to a bunch of strangers at Jayson's party, it really is more of a "oh, alright" story than a "fuck that is funny, tell me another" kind of story.

I think I want to write about my weekend before i post the story. I don't want my gay pride to be about my past.

(insert drunk dial to Malakai and drunk email to Kaiser here)

Oh yeah, and I get a day off tomorrow, no jury duty monday! i have to call to find out about tuesday. I am so tired, call me firestone.


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Jun. 27th, 2005 01:03 pm (UTC)
This ought to be good. Can't wait to here about it.


Jun. 27th, 2005 01:18 pm (UTC)
A delicious surprise running into you at Sanctuary. *hug* ;)
Jun. 27th, 2005 03:43 pm (UTC)
Firestone? Ok, you're Firestone. I'll wait until you sober up.
Jun. 27th, 2005 04:16 pm (UTC)
Photos I've seen suggest you have nothing to be ashamed of and nothing to suck in! As my friend once told me when I got shirtless, "Work it, slim and hairy!"

I hope you drank plenty of water after all that rum! Glad you had a great Pride.
Jun. 27th, 2005 06:43 pm (UTC)
hey bub, where's my drunk email? and for future reference, you can send me drunk emails whenever you want...
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