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pride weekend – saturday.

above: from left to right – miles, sam, me, rowina, joey, lawrence (?), and julia having fun on the street on saturday night.

i wasn’t even going to go out, but i am so – SO – glad that i did.

it turned out to be one of the most fun and most fortunate nights i’ve had in a very long time.

katalina and i headed to my place after work so i could change into something a little sexier for the occasion. i wasn’t really in the mood to party it up but she convinced me to go with her, and for that i am eternally grateful.

i made sure i had all the essentials – alcohol, phone, wallet, etc – and then we made our way over to rowina’s apartment to pre. a couple of her friends – andrew and julia – arrived soon after we did and we poured the drinks, passed them around and got ready to have a good time.

by the time we left, it was raining and although i usually would’ve taken this as a bad omen, i was kind of tipsy so i didn’t really notice it. plus, i thought the rain might just add to the sexy factor so i didn’t really mind.

a couple of their friends – sam and miles – were already at some place called play, so we got in line and met up with them. katalina sneaked in some pizza like the absolute ninja she is and it was kind of comical watching her try to eat it on the dance floor, amidst the crowds and crowds of sweaty people. 

we danced for a while there, and katalina convinced me to rid my mind of the certain people and certain situations that were plaguing it and just have some fun. she wanted me to let loose, and so i did – i snatched sam all to myself and we ended up making out for quite a while, if i remember correctly.

and that is how i claimed him for the night.

we left after a while and headed into a grocery store so miles could pick up a pack of cigarettes. it was there that we started discussing miles’ sexuality. he claims to be bisexual but apparently he’d never kissed a guy before, so i told him he had to and laid one on him.

and then everyone started kissing everyone else and it was all very uplifting (if not entirely strange).

after that we went over to a place called statler’s because we wanted to jam on the patio.

this turned out to be the most frustrating part of the night. there was a line to get upstairs and after we past that line we thought we were in the clear. we were terribly wrong. there was yet another line to get onto the actual patio.

and the bouncer who was monitoring this line was a huge jackass. we waited and waited and waited and it wasn’t long before we realized that other people who had been in line behind us were being let onto the patio first.

it turns out the bouncer wanted some action from miles and wasn’t going to let us in until he got some. but miles wasn’t about to give him any and the fact that this crazy as hell bouncer was rubbing his junk all over him wasn’t going to change his mind. then some guy said last call was in eight minutes and it was probably pointless to try and get onto the patio at that point.

so we just got really mad and left.

once we were outside, we sat around in a circle on the street and decided we wouldn’t let that horrible episode ruin the night. in any case, we’d had fun dancing and chilling while we were in the lines, so it didn’t even really matter.

random passers-by would join our circle on occasion. i distinctly remember a girl named lesha (whose name rhymes with kesha, as she so proudly announced).

and then, out of nowhere, i saw the starbucks barista i always flirt with come walking down the street. i decided that it was time to introduce ourselves – his name is joey – and we even got a photo together (see above).

hopefully it’s the start of a wonderful friendship (full of free drinks and maybe pastries).

i headed home soon after that, completely satisfied with the night and with plans to meet up with sam the very next day.

life was good.


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