Mother of God. I’m in love with Keith Olbermann. No, wait — I AM Keith Olbermann. He just described not only my life but, quite specifically, the last eight months. If you’ve spoken with me lately, you know what I’m talking about; better; you know what I’m likely to do next. (I always knew I liked this cat for a reason. I also always knew I didn’t want to meet him, but maybe I’m thinking differently now.) Bravest thing I’m read in a long time. Love. Olbermann. Me. Yeah.
