Connie Goes Out On The Town - One Night Only!

So these past weekend I decided it was time for me to venture outside my little pink house and run free with my own kind....I was invited to A Lesbo Birthday Party Extravaganza!
(- Just to unearth a brief history here) I have my old life and I have my new life. I detest and loathe my old life - The People, The Places, The Smells, The Sounds....I am all too happy to never set foot in that nightmare again. My *NEW* life consists of Me living with Me, My Albertan Girlfriend, and a very limited and guarded social life and I'm blissful and fufilled this way. I have a small newer group of safe friends and social scene I am attempting to build at an arms length, AND THIS is the realm this story takes place in....
Ok - so if there is one thing I can't stand about being a lesbian is all the fucking connections to every other lesbian in a 100 mile radius...(You know, "The Web" a la Alice Pieziecki.) It seems that if you DON'T want to be friendly with your Ex's, or you DON'T feel the need to be chummy with your Ex's Ex's and their Ex girlfriend Posse, you are in fact, Shit out of Luck for having anything resembling a casual, spontaneous Gay sisterhood. So to make a long dumb story very short and enjoyable, I'm out and proud at the party, chatting and laughing and awaiting the arrival of some "new" friends they have met since I've seen them last. Well....The new broads turn out to old news for me, one of them (who curiously is a spitting image of my ex's ex)had dated my ex after our demise and whose latest girlfriend was heavily rumoured to be secretly in love with my ex's ex....WTF?!? I know! (3 moves connected back to me!)
-In the end it all turned out alright, I just didn't make eye contact, and they left early....But what it was, was a lesson - you can run, but you can't hide from your big bad homosexual drama filled past. Its as much a part of you as your finger is to your hand.......