Disturbed? Delighted?

[brigdh]

O.o

My mom is reading a Poppy Z. Brite book. Not even current Poppy, with the happy restaurant-owning New Orleanians. No, this is old school Poppy, with the haunted houses and vampires and blood and violence and gore and goths and clubs and drugs and sex and cursing and gayness.

I have no idea how this could have happened.

Well, okay. I maybe have a little idea, since I was there at the time. And since the whole thing's sort of my fault. I was trying to read, and she was teasing me, saying I found books more interesting than her. Obviously, I needed some way to make her shut up so I could finish the chapter. So I gave her something to read herself. The Poppy book happened to be in my backpack, I figured she'd read a page, not like it, and go away.

She's now halfway through it.

This is so disturbing. She's my mom! This is Poppy Z. Brite! She's not supposed to like cool stuff!

Comments

[redshoeson.livejournal.com]

Hey, could you give me a call about that box? It would be most appreciated. I think I left my retainers at your house, too, and they're $200/each, so I need to know if I need to replace them. Thanks.

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Hey- again I'm so sorry about having taken so long to get back to you. I really didn't mean to leave you hanging like that. But I hope you've gotten the box by now, and it was all okay?

[redshoeson.livejournal.com]

::::hugs:::: No worries! I was actually more worried about you; I thought you fell off a cliff or overdosed on chocolate... The drama in my head was enough to merit an Oscar. ^_~ Everything will be sorted out for sure when I get home; thank you again so so so SO much!! Pls tell your parents/brother I said thanks!! ^_^