At the moment all I have in mind is sex.
But before you yell “yikes” and stop reading let me assure you, I’m not going to write about that.
Prideweek is over and I’m slowly coming back to my senses. For the whole week I pretty much worked in overdrive, on sheer willpower and nothing else. I made some new friends, learnt a lot (like if you are planning on distributing balloons you have to have a permit, city’s airspace and all that), slept way too little, missed most of the actual fun stuff and had the biggest adrenaline rush all through the parade. Some future year I will not be involved in arranging this thing and able to just enjoy and bitch about this and that performer/lackofperformer/foodstand/ticketprice/schedule/whatever.
I wish our Lesbian King would have been there with me. There were moments when I would have needed her sense of humour to pick me up again, or her around to solve problems by suggesting dwarfs.
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Love you babe. Really wish I could have been there. I wonder if you would need a permit to distribute dwarfs in a city's park...
Dwarfs don't need permits. They are sneaky pesky doers of mischief and therefor scoff at the the need for a permit!
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