| | So, back to the Panty Party.. I really felt over prepared. I mean, I'm glad that I looked on point-but come on people! This is Pride weekend? Put some effort into it, right? Or not? Maybe these guys were putting effort into it, but all I saw were pale and sickly looking bodies, and chonchones that looked like sad limp sails on an ocean with no wind. Front or back. 
Jose and Brian were gracious enough to give me my own bed in the hotel room, and they took an air mattress, and Kevin and Robert had their own bed. I forget that I snore. OOOPS. LMAO, sorry bitches. I looked too fucking hot, and I was too tired to care. Whoo cares??? LMFAO.
Anyhow, after we got up on Saturday, we quickly had to drop off Kevin and Robert to their new hotel, and then we drove to Oakland to the condo. THe drive was convoluted because we missed the exit, but I didnt care because we stopped at Nations BUrger in Oakland. I have much love for the Nations in Daly City, and Nations DC will always hold a place in my heart for sustenance and laughter when Im with my cousins... But Nations Oakland? OMG. It was like an Oasis. It was cool and dark on a hot summer day, and it was super clean! I had a double cheeseburger-no mayo, and the new cashier boy was super cute. Poor thing was all at the register and Ole Mama was over his shoulder practically holding his index finger telling him what buttons to press. The food was much needed, and then we made it to Steve's condo.
Lmao. The owner's name was Steve. I got the BEAUTIFUL master bedroom. The whole apartment was gorgeous, but the master was something out of West Elm. I even had my own bath. ***side note***, I hate traveling with people who arent family. What if I need to fart? How thin are these walls? What if I fart in my sleep? I need to take a note from Richard and start taking Beano and GasX everywhere. Its time to start giving a fuck about these things now that I'm single.
Anyhoo... the room I was in was GORGEOUS, the wall were painted tangerine and lemon sorbet. The beddings were white linen and goosedown. I should have fallen asleep like a baby right? WRONG. Those colors are very ENERGIZING. i thought I was tweaking. Plus, it was SO hot in the bay! It felt over 90 degrees in that room, and there was no kind of air going on. I think I just lay there for a bit and sweated some vodka onto the sheets. A sauna is the same as a nap, right?
So we all get up and get kinda dressed to meet up with some of B's friends for some Irish Coffee Pub. OMG. Me and Jose's vain asses decide we need to take some water pills because we are all bloated from the night before. Did you know that the Irish Pub is by Pier 39 and is super touristy? I thought I was gonna die. I ended up peeing hobostatus in the corner of the parking garage on some Mercury Minivan. Jose peed in a half full PowerAde bottle. I hope hobos dont get thirsty. LOL
So we go meet up with the Pilots (Who also happen to be bayots) and Robert and Kev, and we sit and have drinks. B LOOOOVES those things LOL I think he had like five or six. MEANWHILE guess who shows up? NAM. Nam and some lesbons who are friends with B. Awkward story? NAM and B are EXBoyfriends! It was awkwad because I didnt know if Nam knew about me and JR, and it was awkward because all the Lesbons and Nam all sat at a different table.
When Nam caught a smoke outside, we touched base, and he already knew because he had talked to JR at the gym earlier. We all parted ways, and then it was onto the PINK PARTY. We all went over to the Pilots hotel, which was called the Good Hotel. It was a small room, but it was nice-nice because it was decorated real modern-but more importantly the whole hotel was GREEN. Everything in the room was made of recycled or reclaimed materials, and even the toilet flushed with water that was reclaimed from the sink. Cool huh? So yeah, we all get ready- and poor Pilots..
Jose had told them it was a Pink Party and everyone had to wear pink. So, the Pilots went out and BOUGHT PINK SHIRTS!!! Fucked up right? LOLOLOLOL FURTHERMORE, me and Jose and B had all COINCIDENTALLY were wearing Turquoise shirts. ROFLMAO!!!! Pretty much we were like My Little Ponys. So we are walking down to the Muni, and I've NEVER EVER taken public transport in my life. Im so scared to do it, right? I could barely handle the Monorail system at Walt Disney World. So we go down, and we have to get quarters for the turnstile. In the middle of the Muni Station is a crazy ass black hobo who is shouting at everyone, calling girls strippers and telling them to make it rain so he can stuff his pockets, and all other kinds of words stung together that didnt make sentences. It was TERRIFYING. Well, he actually was kinda funny, but his ODOR was TERRIFYING. Worst BO EVER.
So like, Im at the damn terminal trying to get quarters, and HOBO was shouting up a storm, and because I was already lightweight buzzing, I felt like I was losing my mind. I kept pressing the wrong button and I ended up buying five BART tickets instead of getting a 2 dollar Muni ticket. I was all, "OMG Jose HELP! This hobo is making me lose my mind! I dont know how to get quarters and I cant think over his shouting!"
So Jose comes over and tries to help me, and then Hobo comes over and starts preaching.. and then some of his SPITTLE flew off and landed on JOSE's NECK!!!! LMFAOOO I thought Jose was gonna DIE. Shit, i thought I was gonna die of laughter and disgust! Anyways, we end up getting the quarters and getting the hell downstairs to the train. The trains were PACKED. I was scared that the trains were over capacitated. We were literally like SARDINES. I had to hold onto the top bars and the Boys held on to me because there was no room to grab anything else! Thankfully we were let off in two stops...
Let off into MAYHEM. Dude, there was a bazillion people out. It was so chaotic and there was wayy too much stimulation for me to enjoymyself. We were headed over to the Castro theatre to meet up with Jose & Mike's friend... Tai... At the Good Hotel, I had told Mikey that I had better be getting some play-because the Panty party was a bust-it would be a SERIOUS blow to my self esteem if I didnt get any play at the Pink Party. Mikey had mentioned that We were meeting up with thier friend Tai, and I would like him because he was GORGEOUS. And I was all, yeah but would he even like me? And Mikey said yes because he likes Buff Boys.
Meanwhile.. as we walk up to meet him, Mikey tells me "Oh yeah, he only usually likes guys that dont like him back". UHM WTF? Im recently single, and I dont know how to play these games. ??? Anyhoo...we walk up.. and he is GORGEOUS. About 5'8, LOOKS like a light complected Tyson Beckford, eyes and smile and everything. OMG. So, of course im trying to play cool. I mean, i know I look good too right? And I see that he sees me, and I see him checking out the arms and the cakes, so I play it cool right? We head out for drinks and cash and whatever, and its really easy for me to play aloof because there is so much CRAZY going on in the streets around me. Nonetheless, Tai is nonchalantly brushing up against my arm, hand going on my shoulder to guide me through the crowd. U know.. pretty promising bodylanguage, que no?
So we end up drinking at Mix bar, and its cool. Good times, good drinks, good people. Tai has to dig out bcuz he has work, and me Jose and B end up going to an afterparty and Mikey goes home. The afterparty was whatevs, and had a weird negative vibe, but Jose got SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO smashed. B had said he had never seen Jose so gone. Me and B carry him, and we get a cab to take us back to the hotel to get our car. We get in the car, and I drive us back to Oakland. Thank god for my iPhone's gps. So on the drive, B tells me how he and Nam were boyfriends. WAYYYY back in the day. Its so weird. So funny. Such a small world. I totally remember back in the day when me and Nam were close, and he was telling me about this boy in Lemoore. That boy? B!!! Its just so weird how everyone is so connected, u know?
Back in Oakland, I am so fucking hammered. I am so smart when I drive, but as soon as we hit safety all sobriety is out the window. Jose was passed out on the bed, and Im naked on my bed and B knocks on my door. OMG HELP! The bed that they were on had COLLAPSED in the bedframe and he needed help fixing it. We tried for a good 15 minutes, but the bed was fucked. Jose continued to be passed out on a slanted ass bed, and Brian slept on the couch. Poor thing! He should have just slept with me because I was all sprawled out like a starfish on a rock on the lovely and luxurious queen bed with six feather pillows. :D My spoiled ass!
***to be continued***
Up Next: Brunch @ Lime
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