so on my way back from bklyn last sunday i found myself in the west 4th st train station (i had to take the F). i wasn't thinking anything of it until i saw like 5 rainbows pass. next thing i know like girls are tryin to talk to me. it was the damn haircut. ive never been so mad.
other than that i heard the gay parade was quite the success. i had a bunch of friends that went and they thoroughly enjoyed themselves.
eh. whatever works...