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Happy Haloween!
A friend of mine from high school, Matt, got married today and I went to the wedding. I got dressed up, wore heels and everything, and had a wonderful time. I was told more than once that I looked nice. In face, the term beautiful was used, once, and damn did that feel good. And another guy I'd gone to school with asked me to dance. Twice. And asked for my number. This, sadly, was very weird for me because he wasn't either drunk or old enough to be my father. And by very weird I mean an almost shocking relief. *does not like being a magnet for sleaze*
A friend of mine from high school, Matt, got married today and I went to the wedding. I got dressed up, wore heels and everything, and had a wonderful time. I was told more than once that I looked nice. In face, the term beautiful was used, once, and damn did that feel good. And another guy I'd gone to school with asked me to dance. Twice. And asked for my number. This, sadly, was very weird for me because he wasn't either drunk or old enough to be my father. And by very weird I mean an almost shocking relief. *does not like being a magnet for sleaze*