I was going to talk about my roommates but this happened last night and I wanted to write about it.
With my move west, some interesting people from my past who have moved to the West coast have contacted me on Facebook.
One of them is a guy I met when I was 14. This was back when AOL m4m chat rooms were all the rage. He was also a 14-year old from the next town over from me. We chatted relentlessly every night for years. At 15, we met for the first time at a mall close by and hung out for 2 hours. Both of us were scared shitless when we really shouldn't have been. We had been talking on the phone for months.
He then starting dating a guy at my high school and came out of the closet. That was something that I did not want to do.
Years later we ran into each other in a bar where he recognized me and I did not. Anyway... we met up for dinner and the night was very flirtatious.
Unfortunately at the end of the evening he told me about his 57-year old boyfriend. Le sigh.
At least I have some leads here in LA.