Omgwtfbbqz

[lishesquex]

Dinner wasn't too bad, even though it took ages.  I just got home.  It was at an Italian restaurant, which was a nice change, and the food was really really really good.  There were about four or five tables of us, seated at the back of the restaurant.  And the guy who was shouting us all?  Apparently he's a billionaire.  A friend of a friend of dad's.  He's got something like 50 BILLION yuan in China, which, even when you convert it into Australian dollars, still makes him a billionaire.  *mind boggles*  On the way home in the car, dad once again asked whether I was interested in his friend's offer to set me up with some rich millionaire Chinese boys.  And I said... "Um... okay.  Maybe. >.>"   So now my inner lesbian is screaming omgwtfbbqz.  And the weird bit is that I don't know if it was a temporary bout of insanity or if I actually meant that maybe.  o.O

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[http://users.livejournal.com/thrace_/]

Maybe you'll meet a rich GAY millionaire Chinese boy who needs a beard?

Because that would be such a healthy relationship.

[tangledtale.livejournal.com]

Oddly enough, I actually read an article on chinese GLBT and it mentioned that there's a trend in china where gay men marry their lesbian friends to satisfy the whole Confucian pressure to carry on the family line. And then they feel freer to express their sexuality. *shrug* I guess if it works for them, right?

[lishesque.livejournal.com]

Maybe! Best possible scenario other than a gay millionaire Chinese girl?

[(Anonymous)]

Or your claim that you don't care for money was really all lies and you wouldn't mind shackin' up only to split those bucks later-- even if it's with a real penis. Which, according to propoganda, will be tiny, so no big deal. :D

Or! You knew your dad would be 'WTF?' in a way if you'd said no. Or! You could've said, "Nah, Dad. I think I can pimp myself just fine, thanks."

You wouldn't be the first, homie. It's been happenin' to my friends for years. :\

[lishesque.livejournal.com]

Actually I'd said no before. Which is why I freaked out at myself for changing my stance this time.

Tiny penis lol.

[pebblin.livejournal.com]

...because you really want money when you've said it's not that important. You can freely admit it.

This is what we hear. No one's proving it to NOT be true, so what do you do? Not stoppin' anyone from procreating, so you watch out, now.

[pebblin.livejournal.com]

...though, not with rich Chinese boys, sfaik.

[tangledtale.livejournal.com]

Hmmm, what's the billionaire like? Because if he's your typical chauvinistic bragger, then the guys he'll try to set you up with will be so painfully horrible that you'll regret even meeting them.

Wait...but are these rich millionaire Chinese boys rich from their own investments or are they just going to inherit their parents' fortune? Because ugh, chances of meeting a smug, over-privileged only child who'll repeatedly extol to you the economic growth of China is kind of high.

[tangledtale.livejournal.com]

WHY THE FUCK AM I TREATING THIS SERIOUSLY? It's to be expected from staying up until 3 am, I guess. Also, Saturday get-together sound good?

[lishesque.livejournal.com]

I DON'T KNOW. Saturday is fine by me. What time do you want me to pick you up?

[tangledtale.livejournal.com]

BB, you're going to kill me, but can we reschedule to Monday? I managed to delete this 1600+ spreadsheet I was working on all day today at work so I need to take on unpaid overtime to do the whole fucking thing over again. :(((

[lishesque.livejournal.com]

Okay, Monday it is. What time/place?

[tangledtale.livejournal.com]

What time are you getting up these days? Early? I'm fine with most times past...11am? Hey, have you done your Christmas shopping yet? We could go shopping in the city together. And by shopping, I mean have a perfunctory glance at the appropriate stores and spend the rest of our time in Minotaur or indulging in somesuch (heh, I typed somesuck just then) geekery. AND I CAN GET YOU YOUR PRESENT, BITCH. Unless you want an Oxfam goat?

[lishesque.livejournal.com]

I'm fine with most times past 12. :D

Christmas shopping... what an alien concept. But sure, let's hit up... wherever. Are we meeting up in the city? Or Glen Iris station, if we're both catching the Glen Waverley line. I'll sit on the last carriage or something, where you can find me easily.

[penstarr.livejournal.com]

When you see her on Saturday, be sure to slap her into her senses RE boys!!!

LISH!! WTF!!!! you seriously need to come down here and get your gay on.

[lishesque.livejournal.com]

It's dad's other friend who is offering to set me up, not the billionaire dude. He's not too bad. Obsessed with exercise. Used to be in the military or something.

Because if he's your typical chauvinistic bragger, then the guys he'll try to set you up with will be so painfully horrible that you'll regret even meeting them.
...personal experience?

And yeah, mostly likely they will be spoiled only-sons who inherit their parents' fortune.

[tangledtale.livejournal.com]

No personal experience. Why go on that when you have easy, easy stereotypes to base your impressions of people on? Still, you'd be wasted on those guys, Lil.