Pride: A Deeper Love
Tiff Tiff came up for Pride this weekend and we had a helluva time. It wasn’t even so much all the partying, but just hanging out with her was cool, especially since I’ve been without human company in the house for the past month since J. Co’s been gone. We did the End Up Friday night (her first time there! Unfortunately, we got there too close to last call and didn’t stay long), woke up at the crack of the crack Saturday to move her car, then did the festival later that day, where she bought some J. Lo sunglasses, we took plenty o’ pics, then dined at the utterly delicious Asquew.
I was too tanked to deal with the parade on Sunday, and she had to leave for work that day, so that closed out the weekend quite nicely. Well, aside from my trip back from the grocery store that evening on the bus, whereupon some little Asian man tried to take my seat before I’d even gotten out of it, then berated me for knocking him over as I ignored him.
Otherwise, good times.
