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   Monday, July 07, 2003

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Oh, where does the time go? Here's what's been happening...

Pride Day was everything I expected and unfortunately more -- a table of drunk Russians took offence when I 'suggested' that their passed-out friend would have to leave. The two women shrieked at me while the ringleader waved his hand in my face and said, "This is none of your business. Go away." "If I do go away," I finally told him, "I'll just be coming back with other people bigger and less friendly than myself, you realize." And I did, which led to a fistfight between this man and two of our bouncers. On the way out, he managed to get a final shot in and cuffed me on the side of the head as I was pulling away. "Happy Pride!!!" Funny enough, everyone I've told this story to just shudders and says, "Ugh, Russians." I should've known better, apparently.

In other news, I had a very fine date with someone who's both lovely and (sigh) about ten years younger than me. Recipe for disaster, I know, and I ask myself how I became such a chickenhawk, ha ha. He's back from visiting family in Amsterdam next week so I'm crossing my fingers that we can pick up where we left off. There are, of course, complications but more on that later...