Austin knows I'm a Fag

I had a study abroad meeting at the U today. I sat next to Austin and we began talking. He asked me, "So what shows are you going to miss while you're in Mexico?"

My comment was coming back to bite me in the butt. I knew what I had to do.

"Desperate Housewives, Lost, Battlestar Galactica. My boyfriend and I are Sci-Fi channel addicts."

It didn't phase him (probably because he was taking it in). I mentioned Brian again and then the meeting started. Through the whole meeting, he acted exactly the same as before I told him I was gay.

I don't know why I got so worked up about it. We'll talk about it later, most likely on the plane (after he's met Brian at the airport). I'm glad I'm giving him a week to think about living with a gay guy. He'll probably tell his girlfriend and she'll be glad that I won't be able to help him check out girls.

It used to be so much fun (and nerve wrecking) telling people that I was gay. Now it's not a big deal.

That's awesome.