Hmm...trying to read where I wrote you did say anything about a dress...or even where I wrote 'you' in reference to the dress...
I shall quote you quoting me:
> Ah, freedom...to be ourself...the greatest gift we
> can give ourself: confident and saying "Do you
> like my dress? It doesn't match anything else I am
> wearing...and I'm having a party. Feel free to
> join in or sit on the sidelines...or just leave.
> Here's my back...have fun with what I don't care
> you do."
Hmm...ourself, we, ourself. Nope...doesn't say 'you' at all...except at the very end: Here's my back...have fun with what I don't care you do...even when you read what isn't even on the page, or infer that freedom to be yourself means you wear a dress to be free...or even if you wear dresses, I don't know. I don't wear dresses.
It was just one statement of what it means for someone who does wear dresses that doesn't care if it matches anything else they are wearing...because they are having a party.
Hmm...I don't care that what I wrote doesn't match what you read...and that's the point. You responded without laughter but with indignity. You cared...about what?
The topic is 'Why am I like I am?'
Okay then...why do you misinterpret plain words on your screen? Or did you read the wrong screen-play?
Or is misreading something a way for you to have fun with me?
I like it! I am laughing. You gave me a good one to try and intelligently respond to without there being any need for it lol. Yeah, you're funny.