More Thoughts on Queer/Lesbian Dating

I went out dancing this weekend, which I haven't done in what seems like forever, and I had an excellent time. It's so amazing and stimulating to be in a venue with so many hot, intelligent queer folks with such a wide range of gender expressions. There were butches and bois turning my head left and right. The fun, flirty, possiblity vibe was so intense and wonderful, that it made me totally happy even though nothing happened and I ended up home alone.

The funniest moment was when someone complimented me on my dancing. It's such a crazy thing for me, since I generally feel pretty lame and uncoordinated when trying to look cool/sexy on the dance floor. I always worry that I'm one of those people who just sort of makes you cringe and look elsewhere.

Of course, it didn't hurt that I also spent the weekend flirting with a long-distance friend who was in town for the weekend. Although nothing has, or probably ever will, happen between us, this boy makes me feel so special that I seriously spent the whole weekend just a little giddy. And the sweetest thing was that he danced with me quite a bit (before going home with his ex, sigh) and even let me leave several glaring lipstick prints on his cheek at various points over the weekend. Anyone who's not afraid to walk around with my lipstick smeared on them is pretty hot in my book.

Of course, all this amazing attention over the weekend made going back to work this morning especially painful. I miss the flirting, the rush of being around cute people who might actually be datable. Just knowing that there are some people out there locally to whom I am attracted and with whom I can flirt is amazingly empowering and a little too easy to forget.