I'm not going to the parade this year. Or to the park. I'm going to do my best to avoid the bars, too. (It was cool on Saturday. I went into three gay bars this weekend with the general idea that I wouldn't stick around any of them if I didn't run into anybody I knew. I didn't see anybody I knew, so I didn't end up drinking alone, like that time at Christmas Eve. I got done with the whole barhopping trek in an hour, and I headed home, worked on my resume and read Faulkner. It was spectacularly efficient.)
I'm scheduled to work at the bookstore during a lot of next weekend's rainbow-colored madness, and I don't think I'll be missing much. I think the Indigo Girls are playing. Oh well.
Is anyone actually "into" Pride anymore?
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