Tired and hungover. Pride was good, but rainy and too commercial. Also it didn't seem like the order groups marched in was as clear as it had been in other years, so lots of things we wanted to see we didn't. It's funny how Pride changes. The PFLAG contingents used to be huge, because that used to be such a huge statement. Now they are small. Lots of high school groups march now too -- that didn't exist when I first started going to Pride.
Good couple of days. I'm doing well, although there is that sense of "like butter scraped over too much bread," but honestly, that's from not being able to sleep as much as I would like more than anything else.
Ran into a lover of mine from over a decade ago today. That was very weird. I'll probably write about it later. Now, I nap. Later, I must write wizard porn.
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