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Wednesday, October 08, 2003
The first person who ever called me diva is very, very sick. He's got cancer, the kind that doesn't get better.

I've only met him once. He's the best friend of one of my best friends. The one time we met was an unforgettable experience of Thai food and stories. This is one of the most incredible storytellers I've ever met. He vibrates vitality. He's bizarre and wonderful and strange and bigger-than-life.

We only met once in person, and I only spoke to him once online, but it was during that chat that he saw straight through to what I think is my True Calling, that of the Utterly Fabulous (in the gayest sense of the word), and he said--typed-- "Oh, she's a diva, all right." And I have been ever since. Never looked back.

This is a very cruel world that we live in and I don't even know the half of it.