WHORE! SLUT! & HAZELL DEAN

Managed to get back from Pride in one piece. Twas a divine weekend although ridiculously busy with queues everywhere - getting into bars, getting drinks, going to the toilet, buying food! It all started rather fucking fabulously as I had gotten hold of tickets to a party at Selfridges being held by Attitude magazine. They had dragged up their personal shoppers and some champagne company to open up menswear for a few hours. Sure enough the queens descended on the store with a vengeance and I bought a lovely D & G top. The colour of it was worrying but after talking to London's top salesboy I was convinced that even with my pallid skin colour I could pull it off.

We were given a wristband for the weekend and then hit Canal Street to party! Trawled round Spirit which was as excellent as it has been every time I've been. Then went to Cruz 101 and got stuck into some serious dancing. Evening was alright but picked up after David bought a bottle of poppers which PS - Cameron couldn't get enough of! Saw a guy with lovely teeth and ended up kissing with him. Saturday was the parade which David and I waited for whilst Cam and Jon went shopping. There were some wild sights but my lasting memory of the parade was the bears float - their motto is "THE FUTURE'S BIG, THE FUTURE'S HAIRY" They had a foam machine on their float and about 30 big hairy men who were getting more lathered up than an episode of Sunet Beach!

Saturday night was hilarious as David and Cam came in about 5am (I had given up the ghost about 2 hours earlier) with David announcing he was off to the sauna. At first I thought he was joking but no Jon gave him £20 to get him out of his room so he could screw one of his boys. By 10.30am, David appeared bleary eyed for many reasons. He was in the jacuzzi, wrinkling like a prune when one of the staff poured in chlorine to clean it but said that it wouldn't burn our David's delicate skin. Bollocks to that, David turned up coughing and eyes so red it looked like he had just seen Julia Roberts die in Steel Magnolias. He did improve by the way so we'll see if saunas agree with David in the future. Met a very cheeky guy on Saturday night in an alleyway as I was bursting for the toilet. This muscle mary came up to me to "admire the view" which kind of put me off midstream however I thought I would chance my luck and made him show me what he was made of which he duly did and boy it looked too good not to touch! Jon and Cam seemed kinda shocked and cried 'Whore' and 'Slut'. It got me thinking, maybe I am kind of whorish and slutty but at the end of the day there's all this cock in the world to discover and I've barely scratched the surface!

Sunday was more chilled out with Cam and I wandering round the village watching some fab drag acts and some hi - nrg queens on the main stage, anyone remember Hazell Dean?! I love Miss Hazell with 'Who's Leaving Who', 'Searchin' and '(Maybe) We Should Call It A Day' that dyke whooped the crowd into a frenzy! Later on in Sunday night, Nadia from Big Brother appeared on stage to look pretty and get the crowd cheering which was pleasant but she doesn't have the talent like a DD list singer or a Manchester drag queen so didn't see the point of her appearing but everyone loves her so good luck to the UK's most famous transsexual!

All in all it was a fun weekend but money's dwindling so I'm being a good girl and not going out for nearly a fortnight! How will I cope?! Didn't want to say anything unless I jinxed it but I wangled a new job and have resigned from my old one! They were calling me in this Wednesday so on Monday when I got back from Pride I did my damndest to beat them to the punch and leave which I did by handing in my resignation. I start my new job which sounds fun and I'm going to be slap bang in the city centre! My boss Heather told Mabel that I had left and she replied that she knew and that I had a new job (which I've had for about 3 weeks but just got the start date last week), Heather seemed shcoked apparently - maybe all her hair caused her brain to shrink if she thought I wasn't going to look for a new job after that shithole. Luckily I got the first job I went for which is actually paying more money! What with moving home, getting a new job and being the biggest slut since Samantha Jones in seasons 1-5 of Sex and The City (Season 6 she settled down!) It's all change and although I don't know what's going to happen, I'm loving it all - the ups and the downs!