OMG and WTF.

Also a hearty WTF to people commenting on Jilli's body, but I do think it makes you an official celebrity, so there's that?

And ita, that is a brilliant idea, and totally follows your family rules! I knew there was something.

Hil, that's a nightmare of an evening. Also, any improver who commented on my breasts would probably get an improvised knee to the nads.

He's just being gorgeous again, and I'm beginning to get suspicious. It doesn't seem right.

He is impossibly pretty.

Man, my PMS is almost unbearable lately. A week before my period I am just in the worst, blackest (sad or mad) mood for no reason. Eventually it hits me what it is and knowing it's crazy hormones helps, but it doesn't really lessen the moodiness.

That breast thing would probably result in me giving what I'd be sure was a completely withering stare, but everyone would think I was slightly hypoxic. There's not enough "fuck you asshole" for that.

Okay, so I sent off the "will everyone play?" email. We shall see. It will have to be all of us. Her guest list is: one sister, one first cousin, one second cousin once removed, two bachelor's degree friends, one master's degree ex-BF and intermittent FB (but not this weekend--they're not allowed), and one grownup not at school friend. I have not met the guy. He's really brave. I don't know how many of us he knows. Can't be more than half.

Everyone kisses everyone on Dallas. Maybe I'm face blind to them. It makes no sense.

He is impossibly pretty.

Yeah, when I get overwhelmed with the Jensen Ackles, I think..."But Bomer..." and the world is just crazy.

He's just being gorgeous again, and I'm beginning to get suspicious. It doesn't seem right.

I was talking about TV shows on USA with my new coworker. He's male, has a girlfriend, and I presume straight from the way he said that even he had to admit that Matt Bomer was impossibly attractive. My response was basically, "This is a true fact."

I have food now. Tofu and eggplant, and fried rice. Food makes things slightly better.

Bomer's gorgeousness is deeply suspicious. And yet, I might be willing to let him get away with whatever he's pulling.

I have to do a sign language review of this play. I think I'm going to end up fingerspelling "gender essentialist" and "heteronormative."

I'm not going to lie, I would love to see the signs for those two concepts.

I'm eating half a cantaloupe and have an ear of sweet corn roasting in the oven which I shall slather with butter and garlic.

If I get hungry later, I have a choice of leftover curry, a vat of homemade garlic cilantro hummus and an epic amount of cucumber, or chocolate strawberry gelato.

I think I could fake something for "gender essentialist" out of "men do this, women do that, and they're always different," but I don't think I know enough signs to figure out "heteronormative."