This is to be a blog in which I explore the reactions, sometimes fun, oftentimes appalling, that I get when I go out with my boyfriend in public. You see, we’re young and lovey-dovey, and while people tend to think it’s cute in straight couples, they don’t always extend that courtesy to us.
That’s not to say it never happens, of course. Once someone slowed their car as they drove by us walking together to declare us something along the lines of “insanely cute.” But much more often, they’ll roll down their window as they drive by and yell something more along the lines of “you fags are going to burn in hell.” Heartwarming, isn’t it?
In this blog, I plan to chronicle our everyday adventures in the land of the straights. You’ll laugh, you’ll cry, and maybe you’ll get the chance to hold your damn boyfriend’s hand too, so we won’t be the only targets.
(Oh, and for the record, my boyfriend is hot. Really hot. Much hotter than a boyfriend of mine has any right to be.)