My eyes have set sight upon many a drunk in my time. Never like this. Never in this quantity. I cannot help but feel like I have been attacked with a case of the "overwhelmed".
Walking around these past few nights I felt as if I were stepping on the toes of thousands upon thousands of gays everywhere. The support is in my heart, but the rest of me feels a little out of the loop.
The easiest way to explain the feeling is fraudulent. The crowds don't make the anxiety any lighter.
In theory I would enjoy Pride weekend. In reality, I have never stepped in that much puke. All in one night. People fighting. Drunk and crying. Dressed in the 9's, but falling on the ground.
I love you all, but a book and a blanket is more my scene. :)
BRIGHT SIDE!
Greg Ashley? Our Friend Mitch took us to see him at a bar/venue in the mission and it was great. Tonight is the devil whale and I am excited.
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