Feb. 25th, 2003

silversolitaire: (huggle)
My favorite homophobe at work (aka Alexander) was reading an article on Daniel over my shoulder today. There it said that Daniel had kissed a boy at 14 in the boy's restroom. Alexander wrinkled his nose and said "Some bisexual that is, kissing a boy." And I said "And how many boys have you kissed so far?" His indigant answer, "None, of course!" to which I replied "See? Then he's ahead of you already." He too is one of those people who think that you can only have a certain sexual orientation when you have demonstrated it by having sex >_<.

And then we were talking about Love at Work with the other boss, since two from our department are dating and they often oversleep together and now they headed off on vacation for three weeks without letting anyone know. The boss then said jokingly "Well, that means that you and Alex mustn't fall in love or else we'll be left with no workers!" and both Alex and me reacted with a "HISSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!"

How ridiculous that thought is. I mean, I like Alex. He's very intelligent and he's fun, but he's also a homophobe and very conservative. Our political views are the absolute opposite and he always is pulling my leg. Besides, I already have a wonderful lover who accepts me as who I am and who understand the secret of intergender and alternative sexuality and who loves me for who I am. That's already a very strong reason against. And then I guess if I didn't know he was such an insufferable asshole and I didn't know he thinks the same about me we'd make a great couple! XD

In other news, I met a celebrity today! Larry Hagman! *hears crickets chirp* Okay, okay, I'm sure you know him! He played J.R. Ewing in Dallas and Major Anthony Nelson in "I Dream of Jeannie". He was at the store I was in to sign his new autobiography. I was just trying on gloves when they announced him so I decided to check it out. I walked up there and took a looky. He walked to his table and waved at the crowd. He's really tall and he wore a huge white cowboy hat. He sat down and I thought that he looked really uncomfy. I would, too. I'd hate to be cast out into a crowd like that, being looked at, asked for my autograph... that'd embarrass me greatly. Anyway, I was walking past and he looked at me and I looked back like O.O;;; and he grinned. *^_^* That was a nice experience.
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I've been wondering this for a while. What defines a dysfunctional family? I'd say, they don't respect each other, show no support, abuse mentally and physical and basically don't care for each other. This is my definition of a dysfunctional family. If that is so, then why do people call The Osbournes dysfunctional?

The Osbournes get along with eachother very well. They obviously love each other dearly, tell each other so many times. The dad is worried for his kids and wants to make sure they're okay, the mom is always making sure the kids have everything they need. When one is feeling bad, the other one thinks of something special, like a campfire by the sea to cheer them up. They obviously care for each other and try to show support. How is that dysfunctional?

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