Last night I dressed up cute, to go to dinner with some gay friends in West Hollywood. None of us knew it was gay pride weekend. Weird. there was a time when I planned my whole week around gay pride. And I'm not even gay. They were shocked too. And they ARE gay.
Instead we grumbled at the fact that we had to pay 20 bucks for parking because it was "fucking gay pride," and my gay friend was pissed because all the wait staff was straight cuz the real gay waiters were off for the night, and therefore service was dumb and slow and my friend's chiseled good looks and charm were getting him nowhere. So we laughed at all the young gays over sushi, made fun of the lesbians in their man jeans and birkenstocks (not just a stereotype)and the visiting gay tourists from Iowa etc...
Then just see if we still had any youth left in us we went into the PACKED gay club next door. It was insanity. I used to LIKE this? All I could think was that if one of these drunk fags spilled their Martinis on my $400 dollar shoes...SOMEONE was gonna get hurt! We stayed for ONE madonna song and then shoved our way outta there.
So it's sealed. No youth left. May as well sign up with the republicans and kiss youthful idealism goodbye!
That's okay. I like my shoes better than my youth.
Sunday, June 11, 2006
Gay Pride
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3 comments:
honey, you just barely noticed that your youth has left you?? the rest of us saw her high-tail it years ago :)
the republicans will welcome you, but not without some sacrifice on your part - you'll have to leave your gay friends behind...
My god, I wear man jeans and birkenstocks. And you know, I think I'm a lesbian. I know it was obvious to you all along, but it's just settling in for me. Good thing I'm also dating a lesbian...
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