You moved me in a way that I've never known

So, remember how blown away I was last time I told you guys what was going on and how much of a roller coaster this summer was turning into? I had no idea. The most excitement my life has ever seen, I'm not even kidding.

So, things were seeming pretty quiet for a little while. Like, a couple hours. :P My mom's car was in the shop to fix a noise it was making, so our family was juggling cars and that was fine. Almost as soon as mom's car came back, the bumper of dad's car fell off. Like literally. So then his car was in the shop. They were looking for a used bumper so it was in the shop for a while.
And just before we got his car back, I somehow mysteriously managed to have two of my tires go flat. At once. Without hitting a curb, because the road I was driving on doesn't have one. Your guess about that one is as good as mine. Anyways, fortunately when they took it in they discovered my brakes were about to go so they fixed that up for me.

In other news, I met a boy. His name is Chris. He's the most adorable ever. And...as of Monday morning (although, in a when-I-went-to-sleep kind of way it was Sunday night), he's my boyfriend. Yeah, I got a boyfriend. Who knew? :P Not only do I have a boyfriend, but he likes me and I like him too. It's like....an unheard of phenomenon. But it's super nice. :)
Anyways, I'm really happy about that.

Also, we had Pride. Now, Dark Lady had a three-day block party for Pride and I volunteered to work all three nights cause, hello, this boy needs the cashy cashy goodness. Friday night went decently, not fantastically.
And then, at the end of the night, a bunch of guys from Trixx came up to the stage and decided they wanted to get up. Which is all well and good, except we hadn't really said they could. Anyways, long story shortened, I ended up dancing with TJ Hawke. And like ten minutes later, I had met Guy Parker and Jesse Santana and dragged them up on stage with me. At the end of the night, I was hanging out with them and some of the Trixx boys, one of whom I hadn't met before but who tells me he's going to be going to school out near my school, actually! They all tell me I have to come by Trixx the next day and I tell them...if I get some time off during the night. But in my head, I'm like "What are the chances of that?"
(The boys with their shirts lifted up are TJ Hawke, Guy Parker, and Jesse Santana. I borrowed this from the Trixx Myspace.)

So, remember last time I learned that if a porn star invites you somewhere, you should just go? This is still a true fact. But we'll get to that.

First, the Pride Parade. After wandering around Providence for much of the day and miraculously avoiding sunburn, we went to Dark Lady to get ready. I was all decked out in green (I was either Tinkerballs or Twinkerbell, up to you...)
Anyways, eventually the parade started and we were off and it was SUPER fun. There's lots of pictures, but I haven't seen any of them yet, so hold your horses. They'll get up here.

Then the party at Dark Lady started. Everyone who wasn't working was having a blast, but it was one of those parties where you have to wonder "Why do I do this again?" Tips were few and far between, I got stepped on, and worse.
I went down into the basement, right? And as I'm going down the stairs, someone turns off the lights. The light switch is at the top of the stairs. I'm like "oh, crap" cause it's not hard to figure out what's going on. Fortunately, I have pretty good night vision and there's light from an exit sign down there to help with the seeing things. So I scamper down the stairs, grab my phone from out of my pants and start screaming things about how he needs to go upstairs while I'm trying to send out text messages to everyone who is there saying that I need help in the basement. But, unfortunately, I'm in the basement so almost none of them went out. Meanwhile this fat guy is liking slowly coming down the stairs, but, thanks to my screaming he disappears back out of sight. But I didn't hear the door open so I figure he's still up there. So I crept in an as-out-of-sight place as I could and waited. And about twenty minutes later, one of the bartenders came down. I've never been so relieved in my life. He made fun of me, but he saved my ass so that's okay.

And that's the story of why I asked for Sunday night off even though it was a three-day block party. See, I should totally have gone to party with porn stars instead.

Sunday I hung out with Chris, which was super nice. We watched Camp which is a really good movie, but if the guy who played Vlad ever comes to RI I think I'm going to get dumped for him. (I think I would understand though, and I would probably even take Chris back when it turns out the actor's a horrible person in real life. :P)

Then Monday was my birthday. Cody was thinking he was going to come up to RI, but he didn't (chill, it's all cool) so I was going to spend the day doing basically nothing when I get a phone call from Matt saying he's at Doug's still (from Saturday night after the block party...someone else missed work on Sunday!!) and we decided I should come over for lunch.
And booze. Oh good god, booze. I became a total shitshow, which would have fine if I was actually fine but apparently I was more upset by Saturday night than I ever realized. I started throwing up, and then I started with the sobbing and breaking down. It was pretty and now that I've aired it on here, let's please not speak of it again. Then there was like an hour I don't remember, but the next thing I remember is being on the phone with Chris and he says I told him he woke me up, so I'm guessing I was asleep. Then we watched the end of South Park: Bigger, Longer & Uncut. And then Doug made filet mignon on his grill. And then they brought out the ice cream cake. And then Matt and I headed up to Providence and I got to my birthday party an hour late. I got to be a shitshow once more (not as bad as that afternoon), but Chris -- bless him -- drove me to his house and took care of me.

Last night Chris and I went to Downcity Diner for dinner -- it was delicious. So good. Then we went to karaoke at Dark Lady. Now I'm home, packing for leaving for PA tomorrow. We must continue the 21st birthday parties!! (Though hopefully with less drinking than we had the first day. Agh, agh, agh!)

So, yeah, more pictures coming soon!!!!

Oh, and what I got for my birthday: Will & Grace Season One, Mr. and Mrs. Smith, two Grand Canyon keychains (because I collect keychains but I hadn't started collecting when we went to the Grand Canyon when I was in 2nd grade), a pair of shorts, money, and several CDs including Spring Awakening and the Moldy Peaches (who did the music for Juno). So yay!