You know, I’m pretty damn calm in real life. Yesterday I worked, took a 2-hour nap, ate some salsa (literally just salsa, no chips), met some gay men for coffee, and watched an episode of Lois & Clark before falling back to sleep. Throw in a Subway sandwich and that’s pretty much a perfect day for me. So I don’t know why I’ve made it my unconscious goal to wreck myself and my reputation in each of these great United States. This weekend, I went to Mitchell to visit Becca, aka the facebook quoter, and there’s no need to rehash things here. We could go back and forth all day about who allegedly said what and called whom and accused cats of running into dishware, but we will never know the truth. Now let’s never mention this again.