I just downloaded the first Brazilian Girls album today, and I like it. It’s very sultry and genre-bending. I had wanted to listen to them since like before Coachella, since they were playing there. So much music, so little time.
Tonight at HorseCow was totally fucking amazing. I have some pics on my phone, but I haven’t gotten it to sync up with the VM I have on my MacBook…another project for another day. But yeah, there was this thing shooting flaming stuffed animals out of a cannon, they set a couch on fire, and there was this insane oiled up wrestling match with this one guy that had a demon mask on.
So yeah. Surreal. I had my arms around Terry nearly the whole time. I haven’t been this affectionate with anyone in a while. I mean, we weren’t like making out, but it was ridiculously obvious that we were dating. Terry is the first guy I’ve dated where I feel like it’s OK to be gay. Um, I guess that’s sort of ambiguous. I mean that Adrian and Taggart were totally in the closet in public. I mean, they’d give me a sly glance or grab my ass or something, but it was all on the DL. Today we dressed up fabulously and rode to dinner on my scooter.
I just want to scream “THIS IS MY AMAZING, TOTALLY BEAUTIFUL BOYFRIEND” to anyone that would give me a funny look.
I am so damn tired, but I had to write about tonight. I love Christen so much! Me and her and Terry were joking and laughing the whole time…it was amazing.
Okay, I’m going to sleep before I pass out.
I am so happy for you Arthur. :)