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I really wanted to go to Toronto Pride this year. I had someone to go with, had a place to stay and a fat paycheck coming that I was going to have fun with.

Then.

My friend bailed on me. We were going to be staying with that friend's friend. So now no company, no accomodations, and if I do go I can't stay at a hotel or motel because I don't have a credit card in my name to make reservations with. It blows. Seriously. This was the only thing I was waiting for all summer.

My only option is to sleep in some Toronto alley for the night or make some last minute friends who'll do god-knows-what to me in my sleep.

Why is it that when I hope and dream and put effort into planning something that it all goes awry? Why is it when I put no planning into something and don't really do anything until the last minute that everything falls into place?

Goddamnit. I really wanted to go.