Met up with one of my oldest friends from back home who just moved to NYC and came out to him. He was really supportive- wants to meet the boyfriend and everything, it was nice. It was cool to catch up with him, he's in a totally different line of work than me. He studied premed undergrad, but then went to music conservatories, and now he's in NYC trying to make his name as a jazz musician. It's crazy and ambitious and it sounds awesome. I went to see one of his shows last night too and it was great. I'm not really a jazz guy, but it definitely made my happy, which is all that matters, right?
Everything with the bf is going pretty good. Saturday night after a friend's party I couldn't sleep so he stayed up with me for a long time and we just talked about everything. We talked about his life before New York, previous dating life stuff we'd never discussed, and just general history stuff. It was nothing special, but I still like getting to know more and more about him. Again I feel like such a cheeseball, but even right now when I think about him I have to smile. He makes me happy ;).
And we watched porn together on Sunday. It wasn't that weird!