Maybe it was the terrible Irish coffee {PSA: never order an Irish coffee at a mediocre Toronto bar after you’ve had Irish coffee in Ireland no matter how cold your hands are from the first really bitter cold November nights} or maybe it was the fact that I hadn’t actually been out of the house {like out, out — I’ve been out of the house for work or for my kids or for errands etc, but I haven’t been out to do anything actually fun} in months and months and months {no really, it’s true. I spend every single night working at my desk in my office until the wee hours of morning} but last night I got up in front of a room full of nine other people and overemoted to Wannabe. And I Want It That Way. And Shake It Off. And Eternal Flame. And Laid. And Making Love Out Of Nothing At All.

And this

Don’t say I never give you anything.

This guy liked it too.