Affirmative
I'm on a social bounce and experience tells me I should post about it now since I'll never get around to it tomorrow when I'm stumbling through the day like an animated corpse. I didn't make it to the beach bash after all; the weather was just too unpromising and I didn't want to leave ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
monshu with too many of the preparations for the evening.
Everything else went off splendidly. Nuphy and JB bookended our meal with their respective gifts of smoked rambol and Tortenschnitte from Schlegel's. The cocktail gathering ended up lively but very manageable; I braced for a dozen guests and only had to contend with half that. And Touché was hopping. I quickly found my South Side buddy and he hit it off better with one of my friends than I could've expected.
All the same, a couple hours and I was ready to leave, but then who should I stumbled across butlistens2kids. I always thought of him as the sweetest man I'd ever met on LJ and secretly feared that he considered me something of a jerk. Granted, he was more than three sheets, but he embraced me like an old friend and I completely lost track of time chatting with him.
He caught the attention of a fabulous Puerto Rican drag queen who wielded a Chinese kung fu fan with a fierceness that would've kept a Tasmanian Devil at bay and talked about the woes of finding footwear for the bigger girl. I left as a round of shots was being downed and was given a warmer sendoff than I ever anticipated.
All in all, the best antidote to the contention that gay men are flaky bitches with short memories. Do I push my luck and try to catch him and darling boyfriend again before they leave town? I do.
monshu with too many of the preparations for the evening.Everything else went off splendidly. Nuphy and JB bookended our meal with their respective gifts of smoked rambol and Tortenschnitte from Schlegel's. The cocktail gathering ended up lively but very manageable; I braced for a dozen guests and only had to contend with half that. And Touché was hopping. I quickly found my South Side buddy and he hit it off better with one of my friends than I could've expected.
All the same, a couple hours and I was ready to leave, but then who should I stumbled across but
listens2kids. I always thought of him as the sweetest man I'd ever met on LJ and secretly feared that he considered me something of a jerk. Granted, he was more than three sheets, but he embraced me like an old friend and I completely lost track of time chatting with him.He caught the attention of a fabulous Puerto Rican drag queen who wielded a Chinese kung fu fan with a fierceness that would've kept a Tasmanian Devil at bay and talked about the woes of finding footwear for the bigger girl. I left as a round of shots was being downed and was given a warmer sendoff than I ever anticipated.
All in all, the best antidote to the contention that gay men are flaky bitches with short memories. Do I push my luck and try to catch him and darling boyfriend again before they leave town? I do.