First Con (sort of)
Definitely the best part of hooking up (for me) is relating to other chicks about it the morning after. My sister is on to a new boyfriend so I got to be like, "Oh you think you sleep around? Girl, please." There's no way this isn't our father's fault.
And it turns out I did use my business card holder for meeting an agent, so that all worked out great. Only fail: I got left a punch bowl full of shot glasses because I'm a local... totally walked away and never looked back (sad). Sorry Nick, but how great was it when you brought out that sandwich? You're a damn prince.