It just got serious

I was in love before, but now I think it just got serious.

I got a text from my friend Katie saying “remember to come back.” I laughed when I read it, because surely I would come back, and now I’m sitting here wondering how I didn’t get out here sooner.

Jake took me to NYC last night, and can I just say, that was probably the BEST birthday gift ever?! I mean, I almost wet myself just seeing the skyline from the window of the airport, but at night. Wow. That city really doesn’t sleep! – We didn’t even get there until 11 PM and it was still busy as hell.

The culture, the differences were just, it was almost like shell shock.

So we ate at this place called Yum Yum Bangkok, and I have to admit, I only picked the place because of how ridiculous “Yum Yum” was. When we got there, I ordered and Iced tea, she mumbled something to me about Thai tea, and I thought, sure Thai tea sounds uh, like every other tea….It wasn’t. It was orange…. But it was good, it took a few sips to get used to the idea that I wasn’t drinking like, ice tea that I expect from Arizona and all, but it was good. New favorite drink for sure.

So that leads me to the menu – I didn’t understand one bit of it and it was all in English, so I found the noodle part, because Hell, I’m a fat kid, anything with noodles has to be good right? I kid you not; I just pointed at the menu at some random thing and said “that sounds good.”

And it was.

Ashley wasn’t joking when she said the skyline was the best at night. It was FABULOUS. Yes I said fabulous, speaking of fabulous, do you realize how many gay guys live in NYC? Good-god it would be like a “Fag-Hags” dream. – But they were dressed well.

After NYC, Jake took me to his old “hood” and uh, that’s not a hood. That was beautiful. The houses, the streets (did I mention everyone drives crazy out here? And white lines are more of a suggestion…) everything. It was all so pretty. And FYI – The beach I was at last night (5 minutes from his “hood”) had better sand than any California or Oregon beach. It was 10x softer, and the water was actually warmer than Oregon’s icy water in June.

How I’m going to get on that plane Monday morning; well… Guys, I’ll be seeing you….

Or maybe I won’t?

Hey, you’re supposed to do anything for love right?

P.S – I still love Chicago Pizza more!