Well I’m late on this post (as per usual) bc my weekend was jam packed full of fabulosity. My weekends have always been busy, but now that I’m single, I am filling every moment with life‼️ It started with seeing a new musical with old friends out in the burbs. Before the show, we had dinner on a fancy rooftop terrace where we mingled with the Artistic Director and the Director and some cast members.
Then on Saturday I saw The Ex to take care of some bitnass. Then I went and hung out wit my girl Scary and her baby and best friend from way back when. Then Red Flamingo and I met another friend in Boystown to celebrate his bday in the aftermath of Market Days. We had a ton of impromptu adventures. We found a random photo booth in the middle of the street and took pics. Then we found a random free late nite magic show in an empty storefront. We watched the magician do some cute parlor tricks and some devil shit and left with cute souvenirs. Then we met up with my Sister In Divorce (SID) and his new boyfriend and we drank a bottle in the middle of the shut down street so we could people-watch before going into a club on the north side of the strip to dance. Every club in the heart of Btown was too expensive and I’ve never, in all my years here, seen the lines so long. There were literally three lines wrapped around the block just to get into Progress. Those fools. The club ain’t even that big so you ain’t gettin in tonite, boos‼️ Then a bar fight broke out right next to me on the dance floor. I had to literally push them off of me but couldn’t step back because of the wall of people behind me. SID pulled Red Flamingo back into his arms and pushed his bf behind him to protect them as we heard the thump of a fist in a chest. I was left to defend myself. Hahaha. The one guy flew to the floor. They was both sexy. And then he jumped to his knees like some Arya Stark shit. And then he just got up and walked away. The battle was over. The next day we continued to celebrate our friend’s bday and did $10 bottomless mimosas/bloodys in our hood. The server was sexy AF but not very attentive. And then we went to Market Days and enjoyed live music and dancing in the street. I missed Ce Ce Peniston perform though. I always miss the concerts I wanna see on the south stage. I missed La Bouche last year. 😒😒 But I had a blast. Then I ran into tons of friends. Then me and Red Flamingo and the bday boy went to my place to watch GoT and Issa…
So I drank on Easter, but barely got through one drink the whole day because I was coming down with a cold. My acid has been bothering me quite a bit lately even without drinking, so I’ve been trying to eat better as well. I should probably start taking some pills, though, too just to be on the safe side because too much acid reflux can lead to cancer. Scary, right!
I also drank last night to celebrate the excitement and freedom of the Night of Noise event that the Illinois Safe Schools Alliance hosted at the Thompson Center in downtown Chicago to break the silence of the Day of Silence. The DOS is a way to combat LGBTQ+ bullying in schools and the NON is a way to break the silence at the end of the day. After the great event that my boyfriend organized with performances by my friends Mister E. Machine and up-and-coming artist James Panther, I went out with some other friends for drinks. I was “in the mood,” whatever that means. My boyfriend obviously had to stay behind and do some work since it was his event so it was just me and my two gay married friends. Capitalizing on the fact that they were both getting flirted with by some guy at the bar, I got the gentleman to buy us all shots. I’ve not been much of a shots person since I was 21, and now that I don’t drink that much at all, it probably wasn’t the best idea because the drinks they serve at this particular bar are already strong. So my night ended with me puking out a cab window while we’re driving 45mph down Lake Shore Drive and getting yelled at by my boyfriend who had to provide me with a bedside trashcan and water once I got home. I apologize to him and to the next person who opened the car door on the cab. The emotional and physiological hangover is another reason why I am taking my 31-Day Challenge this year.
I worked hard this weekend, and yet still had tons of fun. On Friday, I had a meeting with a friend at UIC regarding a project I’m working on. I’m not ready to reveal details about that quite yet, but soon. Soon. Then I went to the Night of Noise at the Thompson Center, which is a rally for LGBT youth. Then I volunteered at the shelter, which becomes more exciting every time.
Then on Saturday, I had a meeting with another friend about a different project I’m working on. Details on that later too. Then I went to Jersey Boys with a different friend and that was a lot of fun.
And finally on Sunday, I took it easy and had friends over for an impromptu dinner. Life is good.