thats right, I joined the ridiculous amount of people that travel over labor day weekend. Only I didn't hit any traffic. Yes on 95 out and back into DC I hit no traffic. Don't ask me how I got so lucky.
I went on a little trip to go see my best friend who just moved into her apartment. I helped her decorate, move things around, look at reject paint colors trying to figure out which one is closest to "Tiffany blue" and thrift storing; she found a beautiful chocolate brown evening gown for next to nothing and I found a pair of cuff links and retro salt and pepper shakers. (i think this explains a bit about our friendship)
Its kind of interesting as she is a straight and obviously feminine and I am a gay and quite masculine. I sometimes wonder what people see the two of us as, when were out to dinner or whatever, friends or lovers? Or does that latter never even cross there mind?
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