(Gay) Boy Magnet
It is so emblematic of my life that I go out for a big night on the town, and the only phone number I come home with belongs to a gay boy with the same taste in comics as me.
That said, it would have been more of a crushing disappointment had I actually been looking to pick up (and had the gay boy in question not been genuinely lovely). And you know, had I been looking to find a special friend for the night, I could probably have made a better choice than to go somewhere where 90% of my fellow bar-and-dancefloor denizens would be gay men (and where most of the remaining 10% would be friendly but straight girls on party drugs).
Such is life.
April 1st, 2005 at 8:41 am
Fag hag! do you look like Grace Adler? LOL
April 2nd, 2005 at 11:44 am
Aimee, so wish I was such a good gay boy magnet! As always love your posts here. Feel so for you regarding Bec. Blessings and Karma to you sweets.
April 2nd, 2005 at 4:34 pm
I prefer to think of myself not so much as a fag hag, and more as a sort of Fag Whisperer. Unfortunately for me, I do not look like Grace Adler, unless you revision her as a blonde, pudgy lush.
Brian!!
:) 
:) Come out with us next time! I promise you will be up to the body part of your choice in gay boys.
April 8th, 2005 at 4:12 pm
what comics?
April 13th, 2005 at 1:41 am
Sandman. He was wearing a Death t-shirt. I turned around from talking to someone else, ran smack into him, stepped back to apologise and instead squealed “ooh, DEATH!”. I was the only person to have recognised her the entire night. It was love at first sight.