What am I supposed to take pride in? The excessive amount of booze and/or drugs I take in? The excessive amount of anonymous sex I take part in? Whatever excess it takes, let’s get this going!
I bought a new pair of shoes. And tested them out by dance battling one of my danciest lesbians. We both got hit on mid-battle.
The dj I brought home a couple weeks ago invited me to be on his bar’s float at the pride parade. Is this an empty gesture? Will he follow through? Is there a reason I accompanied a soggy asian gay girl through the McDonald’s drive-thru at 5:30am?
In any case, stay tuned for Awkward Nights: Pride Part Deux
