Well even though I said I would not be writing a blog, I somewhat feel bad that it might be expected of me?
Im quite sure this is a very brief feeling, which will end sometime around the end of this post.
So my friend is here visiting from Nova Scotia. I haven't seen her in hmmmm 14 years or so. She was the very first person I came out to. So we have always had more of a connection than that of any of my other fruit diamonds. I felt the need to help her experience more of California than I have for any of my other friends. Mainly cause well, Nova Scotia, need I say more?
The one place I said we can NOT and will NOT go is Disneyland. I can't stand that damn place. Happiest place on earth my ass. I could go on and on about how much I detest that place, but I'll stop there.
We did all of the usual, all over San Diego beaches, Laguna, Los Angeles. Somehow I ended up on Mullholand Drive. And for anyone who has driven that damn road you can sympathize with me when I say, all I wanted was to be off that damn mountain as soon as I got on it, but that is impossible. During all this driving we also thought it was a fabulous idea to drive my car around with the top down. Before you even ask.......yes we are burnt. 
But we looked fuckalicious driving around, and in our gay world, it's all that matters.
Went to the Abbey, if you go anytime soon, the guy behind the bakery counter inside, is totally fuckably hot. Ok, enough about me for now, I have to go. Time to start drinking again, its our last day, my friend leaves tomorrow :(...
bibi
2 comments:
Sounds like you made the trip memorable for your friend.
I like you even more now that I know you are a convertible driver. (I liked you initially because you said you liked my blog.)
How did you and your fiance meet?
Mark :-)
Mark, the whole story behind how my fiance and I met is very odd indeed, but to put it in the shortest way possible, we met at the Boom Boom Room. I took my straight girlfriend from work to Woodys in Laguna Beach for cocktails. We ended up completely hammered. So we ventured over to the Boom where there were male strippers at the time. I ran in, right away started putting money down the g-string of some stripper. My fiance came up behind me and asked if he could do the same for me. And I fell in love with him right there. We have been together since.
The long end of the story I may put in a blog sometime. lol.
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