Yeah, pretty much. There was a two hour scramble as he was getting ready with his "people" trying to figure whether or not the party was on. It was obvious he didn't want to go, but these parties have little to do with actual fun. He did, however, tell me a really nice story about how she introduced him to Mariah Carey once.
Well, he's a celebrity and these events are work. He would much rather prefer to stay at home, but this isn't a party so much as it's a work obligation.
As a old school Buffy fan, I was all up in Shipper fandom. Now I could not care less. I still watch all the soapy supernatural shows, but I'm waaaay more into the story than who gets with who in the end.
You know what? I like Orange Soda AND Grape soda, and I feel like I'm buying drugs or something when I buy it in the grocery store. I usually sneak it into my cart and take it to the self checkout so I can avoid black people giving me the "come on, not in front of the white people" looks and white people's "so it IS true" looks.
Exactly. People have gotten so used to the shittiest working conditions possible that even the most mild "luxuries" are met with a "IT COULD BE WOOOOORRRSSSEEEE!" chorus.