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Monday, June 28, 2004
A Bittersweet Pride
Best Pride Ever!
I woke up on a breezy Saturday morning thinking how true this was, and yet my pride weekend was yet to climax. Saturday was even better than Friday. And Sunday was twice the fun of Saturday.
Now it is a gloomy overcast Monday morning and I'm still in bed and it's past 9am. I just had a long farewell to a lovely American I met two days ago. I'll do a recap and share some of my fun on another post.
Having said all this, I received a call from my older sister with unfortunate news last night. It seems like someone up there knew that I was having too much fun and had to rain on my parade. It's not fair. It's like a cruel joke.
So how do I cope? Have the best sex I possibly can. Nothing is better than bittersweet sex.
Tonight, I'm trekking it eastbound to visit family, which I rarely do on a weeknight. I want to be there. At the heart of it all, after the fun and laughter over the weekend, nothing is more important than family... especially in times of loss and in grievance.
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