Well, this has come way the fuck out of left field and hit me in the face. Maybe I should explain …

I found out today that everything with Lizzy … from the flirting to the kiss to the question of my … uh … skills, was STAGED! It seems as if she and “her” — mostly her, decided that a good way to “get me back” for all of the horrible things I’ve done to her would be to pretend that Lizzy liked me!

Well, I have to say it worked! It worked really well. Congratulations. This took me completely by surprise. Normally, I would be extremely upset, and I probably will be at some point, but the Stocking is tomorrow. I simply don’t have the time to think about this right now …