UGH. I can't fucking emphasize that enough. Its like every time I try to leave this putrid, waste of space suburb its fucking cosmic force field goes to ruin my plans. FUCK.
I had made plans to go to this neighborhood in Houston named The Montrose, which is where the gays are all at. So in my typical fashion I got super excited and shit. I was ready to go see new faces and meet guys and just get a much needed change of scenery. This is not happening now however, and so now my Friday that had the chance to be a fun, fullfilling day looks to be bleak, and full of double P (Pizza & Porn).