In a club where I definitely made out with many people before, I was sad to find that no one was interested for the first 2.5 hours we were at Town tonight. I had lost faith in homos.
But just as I was getting ready to leave, the night club/Universe threw me a bone for a change. Cutest... blondest... most gorgeous man ever. Approaching me. Dancing inappropriate. Then exchanging phone numbers.
Win.
I have a date on Monday with him in DC, so that's good. God, I am so pleased to know that I'm not hideous.
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