EEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW I have been slimed by a group of 45-65 year-old bitter, bitchy queens who were interested only in whether the waiter at the restaurant was going to be cute, or whether the person at the balloon ride in Irvine was cute, etc. Just exactly the crowd I don't want to be around. BARF.
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I can only take solace in the fact that somewhere out there in the gay community is a place where I belong, waiting for me to show up, like a long lost friend.
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