I want to write a long post about the San Francisco trip, but I am just so jaded that it’s going to just be a long bitch fest. To spare you guys, I will skip the bitching and summarize it before I start.
Ben is quite possibly the most shallow person I have ever met. Two fucking days. All he could talk about was cars, clothes, and “hot guys.” Fucking kill me now.
There was no conversation on this trip at all after we arrived, save for “Oh, look at that hot guy!” I mean nothing.
Ben snubbed the group of people I respect most in the whole world. For that he will never be more than an acquaintance.
OK. I’m going to summarize the trip too, because I don’t want to relive all this crap.
We made it to the city in record time.
We were in ecstasy as we passed the Golden Gate Bridge.
We checked into our hotel, got dressed up, and went down to Castro Street.
There was really nobody there, so we went back and went to sleep.
We woke up early in the morning and Ben went shopping while me and Zack accompanied him.
He spent hundreds of dollars.
I was so sick of the complete lack of intelligent conversation that I spent $10 using my cell phone on roaming to call Misty and Selena.
I pretended I was having fun for the rest of the day.
We got onto this big gay.com bus and watched everybody.
We went back to the hotel room and got all pretty to go out.
Took the subway back to Castro Street, there was this wild party that I actually had a bit of fun at.
Returned to the room at about one in the morning.
Tried to wake up at 9:30 for the parade but ended up sleeping in until almost checkout time.
Tried to find a parking space, ended up driving around for about three hours in traffic, did eventually find a parking space nine blocks away from where we wanted to go. By this time the parade was over, so we just went back to Diesel on Castro Street for Ben to buy this hoodie that he saw someone wear at the party last night. On the way back Ben got us lost and we walked about seven more blocks in the wrong direction. Ended up at Haight-Ashbury. I was livid.
Walked 17 blocks back to the car.
Drove in bumper-to-bumper traffic for like three hours to Kelly’s house.
Had an incredible amount of fun while Ben and Zack stayed in the car pissed off.
We left at 4 a.m.
I drove six hours without any sleep that night. I had to roll down the window and keep slapping my face to stay awake.
30 mi. outside of Eureka I woke Ben up and he took over driving.
We arrived at Crescent city at around 11 in the afternoon.
Went to work.
Went home at 4 p.m.
Slept all night.
Went to work the next day
Got home, talked to my cousin and mom, photoblogged.
And here I am.
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