is that question relevant to the first one?

i had the good fortune to go to my first club last night and of course, knowing me, i picked a gay club to pop my cherry.

it was overall a pretty kickass experience. i was the DD which was kind of a bummer, but it was also fun to be responsible for my two tipsy gays in Subway. there was a drag show (where only one of the queens was actually pretty. she looked like a Pussycat Doll in her fishnets) and then a huge dance party, although there was a quite obvious (although somewhat unintentional) segregation between the white club (scarcely crowded, where people mostly mingled at the bar and watched the few shirtless guys dance on the floor) and the black club (people grinding on the stage and no room to walk in the crowd).

i danced (badly) with quite a few very cute guys. i learned that gays are very aggressive dancers, so i really need to up my game. there was one point where i bumped into one of the shirtless guys and got my entire upper arm slicked in his back sweat.

it was a good night, although next time i plan to drink, not wear red lipstick, and work on my dancing (or maybe it's more accurate to say "gain a less flimsy grasp on the art of dancing").