I Still Haven’t Packed

For whoever has seen me in the past week or so, you’ve heard this before. But I really don’t want to move. No. So how this for stalling? Last night I went and saw I’m Gonna Kill the President: A Federal Offense w/ scooter0101001 and feralboy. It was a good enough play. There were funny parts, and the ending was pretty cool. I signed an affidavit that I can’t divulge any details of the play, so I’ll just leave it at that. Then today I went to the Running of the Gays aka LA Gay Pride. I hate West Hollywood. I really really hate West Hollywood. I went more out of obligation since I haven’t been to one of these since 2002. I remember why. This guy comes up to me just as I entered the festival “quarantine” area. He wanted me to take a survey about men’s sexuality. I said no thanks. He becomes more persistant, and I continue to say no. Then he starts insulting me saying that I’m a closet case and I need to liberate myself. Instead of decking him, I just chewed him out. Ugh. As I walked around, the guys just got uglier and uglier. Not physically, but they had very negative energy. Anyhow, I was just about running to get back to my side of town where I can breathe easier.