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Love ... and other disasters...

A movie by this name on in the telly... a girl with a gay roomie.. enter a new guy - both girl and roomie fall in love!! :-)

Cute plot.. not so cutely executed but enuf to set me off on another random rambling trip...
If i met a gay man, wud i be able to confide in him the same way i do with my girlfriends?
If i had to set out a definition of a guy friend i could be really really comfortable with - what would they be?
- Honest - Need to respect the person for who he is...
- Fun - sense of humour is such a critical one isnt it?? even in just friendships...
- Trust worthy - i shd be able to tell him some of my stories (no one can take them all!!) with the comfort of knowing it'll stay with him
- Not be judgemental... (wonder if its becoz i have such a past!!) ;-)
- Be there for me when i need a shoulder to cry on
- Make me laugh when i am sad
- Give me his honest opinion on things - whenever i ask for it or not!! :-)

ok fine i give up - why the heck wud i settle for such a friendship... sounds so good that i probably will be on my knees asking him to marry me and be with me all my life!!! even if he's gay!!

;-)

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