Straight Boys

In times of need and terrible crisis, I have found that I can rely on something that I never really thought I'd be able to rely on: straight boys.

I never really got along well with the guys at my high school, on account of me wanting to jump their bones and all, but for some reason after I came out... I started to get along with them better. Maybe because I don't crush on straight men anymore.

Anyhow, this holiday, I want to say thank you to the straight men in my life--Sam and Rick. (Yes, Rick I know you're queer, but I ain't giving you credit 'til you have sex with men.) I don't think I can count how many times I have cried in front of these men shamelessly.

Thank you to Sam, who came home early from drum practice and turned in my paper for me which was due at 4:30 and called me at 4:31 panting heavily with a victorious tone in your voice. I'll buy you boba in LA. Thanks to Rick who is now housing in our previous apartment about 10 cubic feet of my junk, and comforts my feelings of loss in my love life with Warcraft analogies. "Level 60's can't hang with level 20's. The 20 won't get any XP and the 60 will just be bored all the time. They have to go find other level 20's." Believe it or not but that comforts me in some very dark times.