I really really love the fact that most of my straight guy friends… Accept me. It may sound over done but before discussing certain things with them, if they don’t know, I ask them “hey you know I’m gay, right?” And their responses would be along the lines of “oh yeah but I don’t care” or “I already knew” but still talk to me.
Even the jockiest looking guys or those who were homophobic at one point… Accept me. Maybe that’s why I’ve been so okay with how I act nowadays. I’m usually the token gay guy in a group but I honestly don’t mind. I accept it like how they accept me.
I had a urologist appointment at 3:00 and inadvertently drove into a tornado. I SAW IT ON THE GROUND! The intersection I called Beau from is now gone. I drove south as fast as I could, but I would not recommend trying to outrun one, it's hard on the heart.
I get home and find out three schools were wiped out by the storm. They are not releasing fatalities yet, but the schools are just piles of rubble. Keep these familes in your hearts, so many lives were ripped apart today.
Beau asked to borrow the horseshoe I have up my ass. I am really blessed I got home safe. I can’t quit shaking.
