can't sleep it's hot

it's not too hot, but it's hot, it's june, summer is upon us and so is the "pride" season. i'm not feeling so full'o pride these days... maybe it's just being busy? meh no idea, this whole summer season has had a weird vibe starting with a really long, out of character foggy rainy season that lasted for a few weeks... not like colorado. the rain and clouds came and went and then june hit and so did summer, no warm up just bam! a friend had an intervention with me as we were trying to leave to an outdoor fair downtown.

"you're going to roast" she looked me up and down "don't you have anything not black, you're going to die"

"no... this is the best i got" there i stood in a t-shirt and baggy bondage pants, my new favorite since hurting my left foot tripping during the winter, the pants could hide the medical boot i had just recently stopped wearing and about that time i realized they were like hard-core pajama pants... less pink and more black and metal. i had chosen the pants vs. skirt and heals for walking around all day, i thought i was being reasonable.

"at least zip off the bottoms"

"but then my uggs will look stupid"

"you're uggs look stupid anyways, it's summer."

i ended up trading in my ugg boots for the sneakers covered in paint from painting my studio/warehouse space where i recently moved. then i kept searching around my still boxed up clothes from the move the day before and ended up in white bondage pants, and a wife beater top, bra, and my mohawk combed to the side and spiked a little... too hot and lazy to take time to put it actually up, and too hot to leave it just down. so there i stood, my high heeled pumps, and fitted waist dresses lay near by as i looked myself over in the mirror. "dyke"