On one hand, there's the whole you-can't-ever-win-an-argument-on-Facebook thing. On the other hand, I was the exact right (wrong?) combination of feisty, ornery, and tired.
But you know what?
Someone told me that she was impressed with my knowledge and vocabulary of trans issues.
That made my day. And it was a good day. There was competition. When it is tomorrow for reals, I'll tell you more.