caitriona

I'm baaaaccckk!!

Pride weekend was amazing! Homigawsh.

Friday was my day off, and was a bit of a bust, but I did get to kind of see fireworks and went to dinner with Sinad

Then on Saturday, my friend Emma and I picked up some booze from the LCBO, had lunch at Bison burger (Bison tatses damn good!) and headed down to the Dyke March. We actually ended up missing it, but met up with some friends and got into the spirit for a few hours. Then we came back to my place, got drunk and went to Revival for Cherry Bomb. As it turns out, there were much better clubs we could have gone too, with strippers and debauchery, but I didn't know. My girl got off work and met up with us, and some extreme booty dancing ensued.

I woke up late on Sunday and went down the the village alone. Tried to catch the parade, but I was too short and the crowds were vast. So I just sat back and started smoking until Sinad and her best friend bumped into me. We drank for a couple of hours at a pretty cool bar, and then went to drink at the Ryerson quad. I may have consumed a little too much, considering I didn't eat from the night before and didn't eat until this morning...So my night ended with my getting lost in a nearby neighbourhood and crying until someone picked me up. But the weekend was still good enough that the one incident doesn't bother me. You can't see my cuts, bruises and cigarette burns, so here is a fuckton of photos:


My Saturday afternoon outfit

Myself and Emmy