I've returned from my grandmother's funeral in Decaying State, an event too filled with pandemonium, revelation, and significance to detail tonight.
Save to say that, despite some early troubles, the ceremony was carried off nicely in a way that I believe my grandmother would have found deeply satisfying.
I spent tonight not with Bisexual Boy, but with Gay Boy, a twenty-year-old college student who is a friend of Sacagawea's. Before your tongues start wagging, I'll tell you that we did nothing remotely sexual, but had a fun time nonetheless.
I work all weekend, but I'll have a full post off soon.