Blaine reappeared and dropped me off at the train station on his way to his lake house, Jenn is out of town for some much-deserved Halloween debauchery in Las Vegas, and after much perusal of theatre offerings, jazz nights, comedy stuff at Second City, and a good, hard, look at my bank account, I’ve decided I’d rather spend my holiday weekend at home, watching unlimited rentals from the Blockbuster across the street and doing line edits.
In all fairness, I do plan to have a more exciting life again when I’m thirty.
I think South Africa just really burned me out.
Anyway, for your further amusement, I will leave you with Anne McCaffrey’s WTF moment:
“It’s a proven fact that a single anal sex experience causes one to be homosexual. The hormones released by a sexual situation involving the anus being broached, are the same hormones found in large quantities in effeminate homosexual males. For example, when I was much younger I knew a young man who was for all intents and purposes, heterosexual. He was mugged, and involved in a rape situation involving a tent peg. This one event was enough to have him start on a road that eventually led to him becoming effeminate and gay.”
I think she’s upset because this guy wouldn’t date her. Do I really need to comment? Nah. Nick’s readers do it for me.
