The Pride Prom? Ha, it was mostly a success, even if a lot of the kids were complete bitchy, and not in that witty "Noel Coward" manner I'm so used to. I don't think I've ever had that many teenaged boys be polite to me, though, even when I was one. As Joy commented today, teenaged girls can be awful. There were all the usual problems associated with large groups of people being in a space, but everybody coped well. The DJs, of course, were amazing; I would have liked to listen to a bit more of their sets, but I had to run around.
Cutest lesbians ever - this pair of fifteen year olds in very Retro mid-1940s polkadot skirts with corsages who danced together all night and ran around holding hands. Adorable. Makes me sniff long for the days when I was a fifteen-year-old lesbian. You know, back in the Eighties.
Other things: photographs with Michael where I got him to actually face the camera. Wearing a leash and being complimented on it constantly. Thinking about Sushi all day. The very creepy incest subplot between Greg and Marcia in A Very Brady Sequel, which was on today and surprised me. Brandon phoning from Denver and getting to chat with him. Finishing Haroun and the Sea of Stories, which I still haven't made up my mind about; there were a lot of great things in it, but a lot of ideas were squelched by writing choices that didn't sit with me right.