come and gone

that time of year again

good times: yes. long times: yes. same times: no. every year is just as much different as it is the same. this past weekend was toronto pride. the biggest celebration of gay pride in north america (and the weld?), it sure brings out everyone and all kinds. this year i decided i was going to enjoy the craziness, and not be completely busy/head-hurts/why-do-i-do-it busy organising a booth and coorinating for the parade float and volunteers, usw.

i really wanted to enjoy it with my friends... tradition had it that we would do brunch on sunday morning (at the absobest brunch place in the city) and then watch the parade from out shade-covered spot along the route. tradition has been lost on me for two years...rather three now. i was so close to finally get to mange on the best brunch...but life wouldn't let me have that.

i won't complain anymore though, about missing brunch. it wasn't due to pride-related events. rather, i was able to hone other skillz far from the rainbow-colours goings-on of downtown church street.

i did get to see loads of friends, and work amongst the crowds. saw some people dressed (word used loosely) as i never want to see again...

i'm getting tired of being tired of pride though. i'd like to enjoy it. maybe next year.

maybe not.

hic extraneus sum.