I had a fun weekend, I went on Friday to get a haircut at the usual place. Didn't feel like doing much that night though, so I just spent it at home hanging out. Saturday was the morning of the pride parade, bright and early at 9. That wasn't happening. I slept in, woke up, drank coffee, sat around the house; smoking cigarettes on the deck.
Mark called around 4 and told me he was at Alibi's, it was packed, and he was trashed. I wanted to go out, but come on, it was only 4, I was still in the clothes I put on when I woke up, and hadn't showered. It did sound like fun though. The street festival went from 11 to 4, and it started raining heavily at about that time.
Plus, I didn't want to drive. I knew if I went out that early I would not want to have my car with me... So, this guy, Joe, who I've talked to online before, offered to pick me up and I said sure. I got ready and showered, even ate something, and then he picked me up. We went to Alibi around 7, maybe even a little earlier. At that point, people had started to clear out. Mark had left, Robert was at Suncoast.
Joe and I hung out at Alibi for a little bit. I saw Toby with his man and Lantree, who I hadn't seen in quite a while. Justin and Justin were there. Alibi was pretty tame though, so we headed down to Suncoast, which was also dead. So back to Alibi. I had convinced Mike and Shane to come out also. They ended up giving me a ride home, which I was extremely thankful for. 
It was a pretty fun night, I saw lots of people I knew, got lots of free drinks, and danced my ass off on stage. Ooh, and I got this awesome necklace of a martini glass that lit up. I broke the clasp at some point, but it still lights up and it wicked cute.
Then back to work on Monday, and can I just say... This week is DRAGGING... Thus the title of this post. Anyways, I'm done. Peace.
