Been a long and busy, yet productive day. I’m exhausted and watching the Silver Linings Playbook. Kind of funny that Cooper is such a smash hit, when I still remember him as the boyfriend from Season 1 of Alias. And is Jennifer Lawrence just beautiful or what?
It’s the end of the semester, so I have been dealing with all the end of the semester BS while also trying to wind down the year for the fraternity boys. Went to get a bunch of plaques made for the award ceremony on Friday, and tomorrow I have to go get the composite framed. One of the boys is coming with me (the old President), and I told him we would do that, then go get lunch and a pedicure (I figured he would want one, he plays football and I figgered his feet would be mangled). Instead I was told I was gay.
Exactly what about taking care of your feet is gay? I really do not get all the sexual hangups in this country. Hell, every Pittsburgh Steeler got manicures and pedicures because they understood their feet and their hands were their livelihood, and some of the most butch straight guys I know from the military get pedicures, because combat boots kill your damned feet.
We are a really weird country. Apparently, in order to be manly, you have to have shitty feet, a jacked up pick-up truck, listen to really bad music like Toby Keith, and develop heart disease. I don’t get it. I never will.
I like to feel good. Call me a fag all you want.