I first must warn you that this post may contain both swearing and one potentially offensive and completely embarrassing story. (I may not do the story as I am sobering up and hence feel less compelled to share.)
I went to a party tonight with Big R over at V's house. V and I have been hanging out more (ok 2 times in a week I suppose that is MORE than before). I think it is important for Big R to hang with the gays. He doesn't know too many of them. So we went and I met a bunch of new gays I hadn't met before. They were fun and we laughed. Big Gay Queen is back in town and we talked and I talked to some other folks I know. I met V's roommate who I think I might have a big ol' crush on. He's 32. He volunteers! He asked me about other volunteering stuff. It was a great conversation! V did embarrass me though and make me tell a story I'd rather not but I told it and it was funny and everyone laughed. (I'm not sharing it. I'm too sober now) :) Maybe some other day. Big R had a good time at the party and that makes me glad.
I'm going to the fair tomorrow! I'm rather excited. I can't wait! I've never been.
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Do I already know this story?
Oh you know it, and the accompanying hand motion that makes the story that much worse.
I love that story! I am making the motion right now and I can feel you cringing from two states away.
I find it very unfair to tease us with the story and then never come through.
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