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Surprise (to us) guest at Eating It tonight-- Sarah Vowell! She's great. Maybe I'll try to read her book again. She read an excerpt from The Partly-Cloudy Patriot and it was still funny even though I had read it in the book.

Scott wore a suit and tie and brought the house down with his stories about how Della Reese is a mudslide and how his career has gone down the toilet. He made one comment about how none of his friends carry purses (this was after the revelation that Colin Quinn wears sanitary napkins to soak up the sweat from his armpits), but instead they all stomp around with backpacks, and someone shouted from the back of the room, "FUCK YOU!" and I thought, "Wouldn't it be funny if that was Lea Delaria?" And it was Lea Delaria. Ha ha!

I don't know when I got mental enough to start overanalyzing everything again, since I had believed I was well past that stage in my life, but I got the obligatory wave from Scott as he climbed onstage, the obligatory hug afterwards, and the obligatory chit-chat about the DVD. It was all very obligatory, in that he looked like he wanted to get away from the moment me and erin and Stephanie and I crossed the street to say hi to him. He was charming and gracious and there was absolutely nothing wrong with the encounter except for my persistent feeling that he felt like he was doing a chore (something he's usually good at covering up, anyway). Like, he immediately mentioned that the DVD is coming out and that there were seven stage pieces included in the extras, really old stuff from the Rivoli back when they were babies. It was like we were discussing Business and he Had To Mention It because he was talking to me.

And there's nothing wrong with that! Someone up my dosage! I got a hug from Scott Thompson tonight and all I can do is bitch about how I'm such a chore. Everyone should be such a chore. Sheesh. I am so mental. First I write bitchy blog posts about how I hate people who have fun in college, and then yell at people and don't call other people back, and now I'm finding some sort of fault in the fact that someone I admire was polite to me.

UP MY DOSAGE.

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