Hope Rides Alone

 This is what happens when you listen to this: http://www.npr.org/2010/11/14/131312723/out-of-the-closet-in-the-pulpit-of-a-megachurch
And then listen to this: http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=131144212&ps=cprs

Part of me is still crying my eyes out about the Gay Bishop Man (and how I want to hook him up with my dad and what an awesome movie that would make) and part of me is giggling over Quidditch being popular in America and them trying to make it a recognized sport. In the books it never really caught on in America! Suck it, stereotypes! *dances a happy dance*

I'm so confused!

Last night, whilst watching 'Once More With Feeling' with my father (since Torchwood ended we haven't seen each other as regularly) he got a phone call. Apparently two days ago he had a 'sort of date' and now he's planned another 'sort of date!' *does the Snoopy Dance*
I'm so insanely happy for him. I hope he and this guy really hit it off and hook up seriously ... my dad hasn't dated in ages, and he's always so happy when he had a partner.
When I was little I grew up going back and forth between my mom and dad's houses. Mom had boyfriends, and dad had boyfriends, and since they'd divorsed when I was like two I didn't find that strange at all. That was just how things went in life. This is why I have such trouble with writing femmeslash, because lesbians were a totally strange concept that came much, much later in my life.
I was such a confuzzled child ... I used to wonder why Disney movies didn't have a prince saving a prince, did you know that? Hee hee ...
Anyhoodle, more reports to follow! *exits, still doing the Snoopy Dance*