Fellow fag hags out there.
Why wasn't I warned about this phenomenon?
If you go out with your gay boyfriend to gay bars, gay nights at bars or otherwise surround yourself with the gay boy population, you must not expect to receive the same undivided attention you give him because he will invariably be too busy checking out the fabulous boys (this applies even when he is happy in a relationship).
The night began with our perfectly original idea to hang out in Times Square because no self-respecting New Yorker does that and we go against the grain:
Soon enough, we were in the heart of G.M.N.Y.C (Gay Midtown New York City) at a bar called therapy...check out the one moment Paul looked at me/my camera:
We left as soon as Paul deemed us the best looking people in the bar which took about 5 minutes and 2 drinks...
So then we saw this beautiful sign which nearly brought a tear to my eye. I mean, is there anything more grand than a promise of lots and lots of karaoke machines?
Naturally, we hopped on the subway downtown to the nearest karaoke joint...in transit, Paul checked out a really really short guy:
Here he caught a glimpse of a cute gay ghost in the subway tunnel:
On the other hand, in our little private karaoke room, I'm pretty sure there weren't any gay boys involved...well except for in spirit (you know those certain hip hop stars)
This is us ensconced in "Endless Love" starring Paul as Lionel, Andrea as Diana:
The piece de la resistance was most definitely Paul's eyebrow curl:
$40 broker but our souls replenished, we headed to our final destination, a gay night at a bar where I resigned myself to looking at the ceiling:
Ok, that's not fair because I realize that since Paul took the picture, he clearly looked away from boys for a second so that's twice in a night!
Conclusion: NYC is a great place for single gay men.
Final thought:, If you're having repetitive dreams of drinking infinite amounts of water, you're probably fairly dehydrated.