Last month, I met this cool gay stylist/writer. We're supposed to have coffee this week.

Last week, I met a gay writer and we just talked and talked and talked.

Last Saturday, I had buffet dinner with four gay men and it was so much fun I ended up laughing and laughing and laughing instead of eating. In fact, I didn't even finish what I got from the buffet - to think I didn't take Humamet before that.

I went home with two of them (that didn't sound nice) and it was just a major blast inside the car as we shared stories about celebs we interviewed.

Yesterday, I had a video shoot with 6 gay men and one erm bi kid. It involved dry-humping, wigs and fake accents.

What is up with all these gay men in my life right now? I missed having them around.