Yeah, my Dad has embraced his [shudder] sexuality to the point that he refers to that east coast mecca of gay debauchery, aka, Provincetown, MA as "P-Town". He and his former model, Korean interior designer and their puppy rented a cottage there this weekend.
Anyways, I'm happy for them; it's kinda almost cute but I don't want to think about it too much. Not too mention, I'll be stuck working my ass off, and probably won't see my guy this weekend, but it is what it is.
Where am I going with this? Oh, right. FUCK YOU people that aren't working on this most American of occasions. But have fun. Just don't brag about it to me. Deal?