pre pride post - second annual

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look an anniversary!

tomorrow is pride day and i'm strangely not in the mood. i mean i've made plans and i've arranged things and there's going to be drinking and EATING and partying and hot naked men who aren't remotely attracted to me.

i did kiss a bear the other night on my way home.

for those of you who don't know what a bear looks like? imagine a reasonably large guy sitting around in jeans or leather pants and a leather vest or a flannel shirt.

add some facial hair, generally a bit fanciful and the possibility of a leather cap.

we were yapping for a bit and wished each other a happy pride and kissed each other on the mouth and went our seperate ways.

for some reason this delighted me.

on my way to kissing a bear i passed by a needy [and quite probably hammered] woman running a spin the bottle game [and enthusiastically kissing the probably gay boys] and a man drawing the pride logo at the intersection of maitland and church. sitting there in the middle of the street with his paint and his chalk and a look or rapt concentration.

he did this while throngs of people wandered by to take in the sights and the patios raged with people.

the mood is so lovely during pride and this is in fact my favourite weekend of the year for that very reason. er sorry, favourite IN TOWN weekend of the year. this year it happens to coincide with mom's birthday so i'm at the farm for saturday.

and relieved let me tell you. i haven't slept in days. days.

i've been wandering around like a stupid since wednesday because all there is this week is people partying outside my window. they seem to be getting ruder every year. or i'm getting more sensitive.

or both.

last night i was woken up at 4am by people making out next to my window and then again at this morning by the scottish marching band marching down the road. what the fuck was a marching band doing on saturday morning at 9:30?

i mean they all party, don't they at least want to sleep in the morning?

it was all right though, rr was on her first day of food since her fourteen day fast and rl and i are the regulars so we giggled for the whole class, it was kind of awesome.

then i went and visited a total hottie and drove the long way which is now the short way [no towns and lights so still a 60kph zone is faster] to the farm. the farm.

*sigh of contentment*

it was perfectly hot and sunny with nary a cloud in the sky and the day got remarkably amusing when my mother pulled out her birthday present.

the air rifle.

for serious. that's what she wanted for her birthday. my mom is so cool.

my dad had made her a target with an easel and a can of peas and there she is giving my sister instructions on operating this little gun!!

so lividviv and our mom and viv's man jh and i sat around and shot at cans on a target while my dad cooked and the sun beat down on us. and then i had my moment of divine inspiration.

i went and got my bathing suit.

lividviv wore her panties and my workout shirt from this morning and off we went to the pond. the pond. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

so we basically stood there and dared each other and eventually we dove in at the same time and came up shouting with glee. the water was perfect.

perfect.

my first outdoor swim of the year in the warm silk of a freshwater spring fed pond.

my hair is delighted, my skin is feeling full of liquid and my driver's side sunburn isn't even particularly angry with me. it is sort of a thorn in my plan to wear a bikini tomorrow...

regardless, i went for a swim. an actual in the pond with refreshing water swim. more than that i got to play with my sister while we splashed each other and laughed like little children.

and then we got fed divine food and lovely company and now i get to go to bed and sleep for about nine hours before driving home to the city.

and do you know what happens then?

i walk down church street and watch them do last minute preparations for the biggest party of the year and then i arrive at othercat's house.

there i will find othercat and pj and princess valium and orange juice and champagne and brunch. and then we will wander back UP church street to party in the village all day.

i'm not even mentioning the parade of half naked people and naked people and really unnattractive people and painted gold people and covered in feathers people there will be tomorrow.

or the good mood everyone will wear like clothing... for some as their only clothing.

or the margaritas on whatever patio and pj MAYBE getting his annual drunk. oh i hope so!

for someone who isn't in the mood i'm sure strangely excited!

night kids :)