I've learned to laugh again, probably at the most inappropriate times, but here we go:
I went to my DJ friend Johnny's wife Erin's birthday party in DC. Nice time watching the Security Cam channel (no lie, it was tied to the security camera in front of the building watching people come in), and then hearing a drunken conversation about pigs, weddings and stuff that belongs in "Sensitive Area" and beyond
Yeah, they're not my Christian goth friends, just so you know.. more like my pre-saved Goth friends instead.. but wanting to name your child "Fetish" is just plain wrong wrong wrong!
Ok, so I left, I go to this one gay bar just to settle down for the night, and lo and behold but Gary shows up, yes, the same Gary that never will agree to go out with me anywhere outside the bar but is "so into" me.
So yes, he comes up and reiterates how "so into" me he is.. but he can't talk because he's "with his friends" who are "downstairs".
So he goes downstairs, and I also go downstairs down a different flight of stairs to the same lower level of the bar..
He's there, with his "friends".. his imaginary friends that is. He sees me and bolts out the door, "friends" in tow of course
To truly be my absolute self, as "scary" as it might be, and if someone wants to hang with me after that they were meant to be, otherwise, I'll just have fun being the identity that God gave me.
And go visit the Church of All Saints in Kutna Hora.. *sigh*.. [legit church but you probably couldn't handle what it looks like]
