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I saw the cult classic Welcome to the Dollhouse for the first time last Friday with Coco and Skot as part of SF Sketchfest, hosted by the always fuck-yeah Peaches Christ, and the screening was preceded by a great Q&A session with Heather Matarazzo. Very, very cool. That movie is so fucked up, but much less so than actual junior high.

As I love with a Peaches production, there was a costume contest afterwards. The runner up flew in from the west coast just for this.


Of course, there was drinking during the show. And much after. And then as tends to happen with Jack Daniels and 440, mess. Which led me to tweet, "I may be a mess, but I am a hot mess."


"Just because he's a homosexual doesn't mean he's an asshole."