so my mother came home from her gay friend's birthday party. I asked her how it was, and she's like, "Oh...you would've enjoyed...(dad comes in)...the cake. Yeah, the cake was good." I think she was gonna say something like, "Oh you would've enjoyed the blaring dance music and gay men offering witty banter and backhanded comments." yeah, dad doesn't know his son is a fairy. Frankly, I dunno how my dad would react, so I don't want to bother to try and formulate a plan to come out to him any time soon.
so tomorrow's new year's eve! as I mentioned in a previous journal, I had a pretty shitty year, so to celebrate, my extended family & I is going to (in the words of my mummy) "get pissy drunk and say goodbye to this fucking year". I doubt I'll drink. I'm really not a drinker.
I'm the DJ at tomorrow's party, so I'm gonna put a bunch of 80's tunes and dance music, so maybe my family will get the idea that I'm gay and make the coming out process SO much more easier. I'm pretty sure it's not gonna work, but who gives a shit. :D (I'm not putting on any Cher though, 'cause that'll just give it away)
OMG. SAW THE BEST MOVIE LAST NIGHT. Coffee Date, with Wilson Cruz. AHHHH Wilson Cruz is so freaking hot. "I'm a hot package." That you are, honey.