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I went to Pride Sunday yesterday–it was my first time.  Next year, I want to participate on Saturday, too.  That said, it was a lot of fun.  And with the dykes on bikes, there was this girl who was a Ruby Rose lookalike, I swear.  So incredibly hot.  I told my friend I was going to find her. But I bet she’s very popular with the ladies already, probably gets too much attention to want another admirer.  Damn.  (Besides, if I didn’t see her yesterday at the event, there is no way I am going to find her now. I’m not actually a crazy stalker.)

Anyway, it was a long ass parade.  It was a lot of fun, but after 2.5 hours, we took a break to get lunch.  We would have abandoned ship entirely, but one person in our group was in the parade, in one of the last places.  And you know what?  We didn’t miss him at all–we totally got back in plenty of time.  I think it was 4 hours total.  But swag everywhere, if you could get it.

After that, we went to the festival for a minute, but it was so crowded that we found one of our favorite bars instead and had drinks.

We finished up our day with a live version of Hedwig and the Angry Inch.  It was great, but ended up being a really long day.

All in all, I’m looking forward to next year.


Today I made a strawberry cornmeal cake, and it’s all I can do to save it until it cools (when it will be 100% tastier).  It just smells so delicious, and the memory of the last time I made it is dancing through my head.

My friend is coming to visit this Sunday.  That’s in just a few days!  My staycation starts this Friday.  That’s even sooner!

I’m craving chocolate a bit too much.  Also, Ben & Jerry’s Phish Food is seriously the best ice cream ever in the entire world.

There is no rhyme or reason to this post.  And I’m not going to apologize.

I would like to be in a relationship with someone who will binge/marathon watch the Harry Potter movies with me.  Maybe I’ll make that a life goal. (haha)

My birthday is this Saturday.  Feel free to send gifts.

This weekend has been full of happy and good things.

I found out yesterday that I got the apartment.  So I’ll be signing the lease this week.  I don’t know how I feel about committing to staying in this city for another year, but I don’t have any other options right now, and I really need to move, so…  And I really am excited, except for the fact that it’s still change (and remember, change = bad), and I’m dying from a summer cold, so it’s hard to feel excited about anything as trivial as a new apartment.


But the really good thing from this weekend is that yesterday I went on the best first date I have ever been on in my entire life.  It is only one date (although I am as certain as I can be that there will be a second–as certain as anyone can be until it actually happens), but I have wanted to tell everyone how amazing it was.  I’m hesitating to proclaim anything from the roof tops for a variety of reasons.  I mean, it is just one date, so who knows what will happen or not happen.

But it was everything a date should be.  We had drinks and dinner.  There was conversation and banter.  She is witty, intelligent, sarcastic, beautiful.  She has these great eyes–I’d like to spend more time looking at her eyes.  We talked about everything.  Our date lasted almost 5 hours, and the time just flew.  She walked me to the bus and gave me her number before we parted ways–we’ve texted a bit today.

And not only that, but it was a date I actually wanted to go on, with a person I’m actually, genuinely interested in.  I wasn’t dreading it or counting minutes until I could leave.

I’m trying to not think about what this means for me, conservative Christian family and friends-wise.  I don’t want to mar such a beautiful date with ugly thoughts.  I know that will come, but for now, I’m thinking only of the delight.  The fact that a date finally felt good and right.  That I haven’t stopped smiling since last night.

I’m potentially hearing about an apartment today; if not today, then Monday.  I signed things, turned over my money, made it official.  So now I’m just waiting to see if they’ll accept my application.  If so, I’ll be moving next month, near the end of the month.  If not, I start over.  It has a full size, front load washer and dryer inside.  It’s around 700 sq feet, which is slightly smaller than what I have now, but not by much.  The kitchen is a good size.  There is less closet space, but there’s a storage shed off the patio.  It also has a fireplace, but with glass doors, so I wouldn’t have to worry about my cats, like here.  The management has been there long term, as well as most of the residents.  They promise there is no known bug problem. (Yes, I asked.)

So if I move, I will have plenty of time to pack.  And when I’m doing that, I can go through my things and pare down.  There are tons of things I never use that I’ve just been storing.  And clothes I never wear, but that I keep for some stupid reason.  It will be a good opportunity to clean stuff out.


In really fun news, my cold of last week settled into my chest yesterday (and here I thought I was over it), so I went and bought Mucinex DM (after staring at options for a good 15 minutes).  Oh my god, that stuff works so great.  I bought the 12 hour, extended release pills so it could work all night.  Granted, it made me a bit loopy, so I couldn’t take it during the day, but wow.  I slept great and this morning, I don’t feel congested at all.  My throat is still a little sore and my voice a little tired, but that’s from coughing, not anything else.

I want to go back to the days where I never got sick.  Last year was my first cold in three years.  Now I’m averaging two colds a year.  Boo!


Well, I guess it’s time to start my day. I have things to accomplish!

There is entirely too much anxiety in my life right now.  And yes, I understand that most of it is self-inflicted.

I have decided that I need to move.  I can’t actually afford to move (mother fucking rental costs), but I just can’t bear to stay where I am.  So I am going to accept my parents’ offer to help me out–they’ll have to co-sign any apartment I get anyway since I don’t make 3x any rent out there.  Of course, the market is fierce and competitive and you have to move fast.  Like same day fast because they go that fast.  Fuck.

Work is good.  I had my annual review today and it went well.  Of course I focus on the one area where there was any mention of any growth needed, but that is my own problem.

Mmm, in other notes of interest, have you had the Starbucks Smores Frappuccino??  It is seriously the best thing ever in the whole world.  I have so much love for it; I don’t even care.  It’s that good.

So I let myself relax this weekend and got a sore throat/cold/something.  I should know better!  Anytime I’m really stressed or busy, once I relax, I get sick.  Like clockwork.  Now I have to stop at the store on the way to work for more throat drops, as I used the last one this morning. (ugh, death, dying)  I’m just hoping this passes very quickly as I’d rather not be sick for the wedding this Saturday.

Speaking of which, I got the cutest little black dress for it.  I had one already, but was worried that the bridesmaids’ dresses were fancier than mine, and I can’t be shown up as maid-of-honor, right? (And you can never have too many little black dresses.)  So I went to Macy’s and found an adorable dress.  (I paid way less than that.)  I’d like to wear it about ten zillion times I love it so much.  Hopefully it’s comfortable as it’ll be a long day in it, not to mention dancing.

Oh!  And even more good tidings for this month!  One of my good friends, that I have not seen in person in 7 years, is coming for a visit!  He’ll be here for Pride Sunday and will join my friends and I in the festivities.  Then he’ll be here until the 2nd of July.  I’ve taken that whole freaking week off.  From June 26 to June 3.  (Well, technically, we get June 3rd off for the holiday.)  I’m so entirely stoked.  I can’t remember the last time I actually took a real vacation.  Staycation.  Whatever.  Ahh!!

Oops, time to be off to work!