Benefit work tonight was fucking awesome. Lots of fancy outfits and delicious catered food. Event was held in an antique store with a bunch of beautiful, restored light fixtures hanging from every imaginable surface and we tended a rather nicely equipped bar behind the oak desk in the lobby.
Was there a chocolate fondue fountain? Oh yeah. Did Aric win the scooter he bid on with Rohin's name? Oh no. Did Rohin and I still have a great time mingling with a bunch of extremely nice gay and lesbian people, including Justin's kickass mom, that just wanted us all to enjoy ourselves? Hell yes. Esther got drunk and took pictures with everyone. Some drunk woman named Susan slapped my ass. Aric and I got mildly hammered and discussed everything from grad school to the Ann Arbor party system. My polka dot party dress was a hit. Some man named Kevin put a flower in my hair. I drank a lot of Pinot Gris.
Gay parties are way more fun than straight parties. At least the $85 a head ones.
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Okay, so we need to try to turn our house into a nonprofit. After which, we'll try to get fancy restaurants to cater our "events" (also known as "daily meals") and we'll see if Bell's Amber wants to sponsor us at least on weekends.
See, that won't be hard, right? Right?
So.much.fun.
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