Who DOESN'T love a gay party?

Hey hey, all of my two readers! How's it going.

Saucy Intruder's a little drunk, and mostly happy.

Before he goes on about the party he went to tonight, he wants to bitch at his good friends who chose NOT to comment on the last post. Come on. I even told you specifically that I had updated the site. The outcome of all that means that basically this site is about me, and whatever the fuck I want to talk about... since nobody decided to tell me whether they wanted lusty fred, litigious fred, or lovey fred.

Sadly, no one even mentioned Lovey Howell.

But anyway, I went to a kickin shindig tonight, hosted by one of my new favorite organizations. (It's not that they weren't my favorite before, but I just hadn't met anyone from there.)

Well, I got there early to help set up. I like setting up for events. It's like helping to cook a delicious meal. It's only tastier because you had a hand in it.

Well, after helping set up the auction, and putting programs on all the chairs, the real party got started and things really got going.

I didn't necessarily expect to network, so much as I expected to just meet some good people who I might call on later in my career when I needed them.

Well, I didn't even need to try to network. Every person I met was more fabulous than the one before. One person hooked up my fellow General of the Gay with someone who can help her get a job, or just someone who is an excellent contact for her intended field. Another person assured me that my indiscretions at a past event were wholly forgiven (which was an assurance I sorely needed. I expected these people to shun me like the plague!) And my favorite Bardian law graduate was there with her friends (my least favorite bardian law graduate was there too, but that's another story for another time).

Everyone there was so relaxed and so nice... in many ways it was the opposite of the high stress receptions I'd attended before.

And to top it all off, I ran into another law student who had witnessed me at my worst, and was still willing to talk to me, which was great. We talked for a while, and grabbed a drink after the whole thing was over, and I remembered just why it was I was in law school, and why it is that I'm happy I'm gay.