Today at work we compared Anderson Cooper being attracted to other men to a chair's insatiable need to be acknowledged via repeatedly falling down: it was about as pivotal, and the chair was a more immediately pressing concern.
Good to stand up to count yourself when it matters, but glorious that it didn't seem to matter to a single person I met today. I imagine that's a bit Major City Bias, but it's still comforting to know most of the people I work with put who you want to make kissy faces with on the same level as what socks you wore to dinner last night.
For Anderson, I image both are really, really classy.
Tuesday, July 3, 2012
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