Since we’re already 7 days into February, this is a bit belated, but here’s something of a combination update for January and the end of last year:
Rugby season ended with quite a bang.
Rugby season ended with quite a bang.The Flamingos won our first game ever, during a tournament between several of the other International Gay Rugby (IGR) teams up in Philadelphia. After our solid win, we went out for a very long pub crawl through Philly’s best gay bars, led by the Philly Gryphons, the team that hosted the tournament. We all made it back in one piece. A few weeks later, 8 of us went down to Richmond, VA to play in a Sevens Rugby tournament. Sevens is, as you might guess, played with 7 players instead of 15, and is a much faster game that favors quick, agile players. We didn’t win any matches, but we had a great time and I suspect that we’ll be looking forward to participating in more Sevens games in the future.
I went home to Texas for 10 days.
I generally only make it home once a year, and that’s usually at Christmas. This year I arrived on the 23rd of December and left on New Years Day. It was a relatively uneventful trip this time – flew to Galveston for lunch one day and flew in a couple other friends’ planes (my dad is a pilot and we have a small family plane and other friends with the same), had a pretty amazing 17 course Christmas dinner prepared by a friend, and had a great (as usual) New Years Eve party with my parents. I think that next year I’ll probably go to Austin for a few days in the middle, between Christmas and New Years, but that’s a long ways off.
I met someone!
Back in November, while looking through a friend of a friend’s Facebook account, I came across a rather cute guy named Richard, and decided to add him and see if he’d add me back. A few weeks later, while joking about how I always end up dating tall guys, I remarked that my ideal height for a guy is actually more like 5’6″. Richard saw this and slid into my DMs, as it were, to let me know that he is, in fact, my ideal height. A few days later he took the train up to Baltimore from DC and what was supposed to be just drinks ended up becoming an entire 3 day weekend. We hit it off from the moment we met, and that feeling has yet to fade one iota, thankfully. Unfortunately, we live an hour apart from each other – I’m in Baltimore, he’s in Northern Virginia, but we’ve been able to make things work thus far, thanks to the commuter train between the two areas. I’m sure you’ll see me writing about him quite a bit as time goes on.
Anyway, that’s the main news for now!