and it might be horrible to say, but I'm really starting to lose my patience with the whole exclusion thing. I try to be understanding. I know that people need places they can feel safe in. But I'm just really tired of being around people that refuse to deal with one gender or another, or one group or another. I need my own damn group, of people who don't care whether someone was born with a penis or not, or likes leather or not, or ... grrr. Ya know? I really wish I knew more flaming bi-sexuals. I am the only one in my social circle. Sometimes I feel like the last friggin unicorn. You know some people refuse to believe we exist! Oh, I've met them. Maybe I'm just bitter because I had a sucky pride. No action at all. And I looked fabulous! I marched in the parade, that was fun. But the person I was marching next to is a perfect example of what I mean. She kept saying things like "I have to work with men, isn't that enough? I dont' want to interact with them." and "oh, I hear the Michigan Women's festival is really 'safe' " Yes, I informed her, I would never go because of the whole trans issue. Did they ever change their minds on that? She stopped talking to me when I pointed out my husband, cheering from the sidelines. Then I gave this leather dyke a hug and got glitter on her (heaven forbid) and she said something snappy.... I dunno. I just feel like I don't belong anywhere.

So, anyone have any happy pride stories?