My friends often joke that when I say that I hate people, I actually do mean it. Actually, I do. I have an aversion to a lot of people. I especially have an aversion to people under the age of 22. But there are times when even my most jaded side softens slightly. Tonight was one of those times.

Everyone must go out and purchase his book. Especially if you are a homosexual man. Go now. I've known this man for a few years now and he never ceases to amaze me. Every chance I get, I tell him that he is nothing but a genius. A truly hilarious being of genius who's mere presence on this earth can soften my diamond-hard jaded armor.

Maybe it's the fact that we share many things in common. After all, our partners have the same name. We both taught step aerobics. We have this affinity for chocolate. But most importantly, we both don't like children.

Tonight, at his reading, which was packed, I stood in the back feeling so proud for him. Feeling so proud that my friend is experiencing great success. And for just a moment, my jaded side softened. For just a moment, I felt nothing but unselfish joy for someone. But then, he picked Cher over Madonna.

So, anyways: Congratulations, dear friend. May life bring you all the love, success, and chocolate it can. Later.  ¶ 11:35 PM