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Oh! Here's a first: my mother took me out to breakfast Sunday morning (she's cool like that) and for the first time in my life actually suggested setting me up with women she's met around town. Doctor's office, car wash, I don't know... "They're really nice girls, just a little dumpy; I don't know if that matters to you..." No mom, it doesn't matter, I'm sixty pounds overweight myself, but the thought of being set up on a blind date by my mother is frightening. I told her I don't go for nice girls. Never have. I'll either meet someone I'm interested in dating, or I won't I told her. End of story, thanks for trying to help, though. I love her, but that's not the kind of support I need. Especially when I'm sick, have had three hours of sleep, and I'm eating in the window of a fancy restaurant where people keep staring at me or my food as they walk by.