I love that he takes one paragraph to respond to the most common things people apparently took issue with:
I graduated from Penn. I took my name out of the database to avoid donation solicitations. It is the oldest UNIVERSITY, not college in the country. I am not gay, although I do try to dress nicely. This is, unfortunately, my real hair.
I know it's wrong of me, but I really want someone to hack his site and embed a midi that plays "Asshole" by Denis Leary.
I have standards, as we all do.
Friend, you just saw the world express its standards. You failed the douche test.
Timelies all!
Argh, the douche went to Penn? Although, given the number of people who have gone there, there's probably a fair amount of douchy Penn graduates.
Jilli, wow! That's really wonderful. I mean REALLY wonderful. And so are you.
Paperdol, insent. (And something to look forward to after a stabtastic day, perhaps?)
OK, dumb fashion question: white shoes with a bit of black ribbon as trim, should I just go ahead and pack them away until May or does the trim make them allowable?
Oh, dear.
Thanks for the link way back, Frank. I'm so curious about how this movie is going to turn out.
ETA: Oh! And Jilli, that's amazing and wonderful. Just... wow. Go, you, and go, her.
I can't believe how unstabby I've been lately. Stressy, but not stabby. Nice!
By which I mean, sorry so stabby, paperdol.
I'm torn. My head kinda hurts. It's been a long week. Do I
(a) pop some meds and go to sleep, getting up early tomorrow and Accomplishing Things?
(b) pop meds and go meet the new people I met last night at the opening night gala of the Gay and Lesbian Film Fest? (Would require energy, and friendliness, and crowds, and $30)
(c) Go try to find something to eat, bring it back home, and see what's on TV? (I get cable next Thursday, whoot!)