Yep, one blow after another.

The last ten days have been intensely shit.
I can't even really go into details because I'm trying to keep this blog anonymous.
It's just been one thing after another, and it's really getting on top of me.
I don't want to go out, but I don't want to stay home, so I've been doing a strange combination of both. Days have been a blur, I had absolutely no idea what day it was yesterday, and had to check with three different people.
Have barely slept, and as a result I look and feel an utter mess.

I hope things pick up soon, or I'll be floored completely.

Pride.

On Saturday, I went with a bunch of friends to Belfast Gay Pride.
It was amazing. Actually so, so good. One of the best days of my life, no joke.
I was very nicely tipsy, just happily drunk all afternoon.
Of course, I couldn't resist finding out if B was at the Pride Party. Basically, we made out, at least twice. Flirting, touchy-feely, kissing.
Was very happy.
Thought I'd be in an awful state this week, as she is away to stay with her girlfriend, but I'm not.

Still living in a half dream world, where I allow my imagination to conjure up all sorts of situations and happenings, it's keeping me going.