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synapticjava ([personal profile] synapticjava) wrote2007-03-03 09:22 am

Sufficiently creeped out

My mom came up afterall. And, while it's nice to have my mom know where I live, and know these people I talk about all the time; have them real in her mind now. It's creepy!

She asked to meet my "male friend," and I told her we broke up, she looked a little sad.

She met my friend Phillip, who is, for back of a better term, too gay to function sometimes. They hit it off, and half an hour later they were exchanging relationship advice and mixed drink recipes. He even invited her to the party he's throwing tonight. I'm not altogether comfortable taking her, and I tried telling him before he blurted it out, but now it's too late. She wants to go. This should be...fun.

The upside is that my mom looks and sounds happier than I've known in a long, long, time.
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[identity profile] nimmy.livejournal.com 2007-03-03 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
ok, so now I want a blow by blow of the party! I have to admit to being a bit like your mum, I want to hang out with my daughter ... so far I have refrained but I'm getting kudos for buying 30STm tix for us - hopefully that makes me less creepy

[identity profile] chocgood84.livejournal.com 2007-03-04 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Eh, it was the party from hell.

You're not creepy:)

[identity profile] rivulet027.livejournal.com 2007-03-04 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
Perhaps what she needed was your company. Sometimes a little one on one with someone you haven't been face to face to in awhile can go a long way. Glad she got along with your friend so well, hope the party goes well.

I Feel Your Pain

[identity profile] methosiansmirk.livejournal.com 2007-03-04 06:23 am (UTC)(link)
Here's hoping you AND your mom had a great time at Phillip's party.

I've got 2 kids. My 21-year-old daughter never liked me hanging around with her and her friends when she was a little younger, because her friends liked me and she didn't want to share. On the other hand, my 20-year-old son loves me hanging out with his friends. I think he instinctively knows that's what keeps me young.

The real reason I'm writing, however, is that I've been hanging out at "I Need a Parrot". I'm nearly at the end of the 2nd story of yours I've read, "In Sunlight or In Shadow". I was settling down, looking forward to about 6 chapters of good, hot, steamy sex when all of a sudden you threw in these creepy Shadow Hunters. I mean, it's past midnight and I'm about ready for bed and then there's this plot twist I can't stop reading and I'm scared half outa my wits having flashbacks of when I read "The Shining" in middle school...

Ok, then I'm really immersed in the thick of the plot and you throw this line in: "Xander glanced at her through the smidgeon of a hole between Spike’s locked limbs around him and saw a look on her face he hadn’t seen since the time he’d lost his Twinkie and she’d found it in her underwear drawer." I started laughing so hard I nearly pee'd myself, and my cats are looking at me like the cheese has finally slipped off my cracker and nobody's here to feed them and cuddle them at night after they take me away.

So anyway, I'm really enjoying this read, but I was too lazy to open an account on Parrot, thus, the kudos on LJ.

Tammy

Re: I Feel Your Pain

[identity profile] chocgood84.livejournal.com 2007-03-04 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you so much! That's very sweet.

I'm glad you like it. That's still one of my can't-decide pieces that I don't know whether or not I like it:)