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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.
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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You're not creepy:)