1. I find it interesting that you angrily accused ME of reducing my relationship with Dan to mundane & petty experience (hair-washing) when the event held in his memory at T647 included a live male auction and mass quantities of binge drinking. And you took issue with MY posts in his memoriam because you found them diminutive? Really?
2. I will never publish your comments, so stop coming by here and ruining my night by leaving them. I suspect the same person keeps doing this. I also suspect you are white, male, and affluent. Only a person coming from a place of extreme privilege could reduce my blogland quest to make sense of my experience as a modern woman tangled in the complex web of sexism, beauty myths, and all manner of intersections of race, class, and gender to simple "narcissism." You are the kind of trawly creep who makes the Internet bad. I wish only that you would sack up enough to leave a trackback website so I could publicly skewer you on it, as you so deserve. For now, I will settle for casting a hex on you.
3. Shame on you for taking a big, verbal shit right on my head as I mourn the death of a friend who was brutally murdered. Shame. Shame. Shame.
Apologies to my loyal readers, but that had to be said. Scheduled programming will now resume.