Love it!

Eliza Hodgkins 1812 · 05-17-2005, 10:30 AM

I love it when vendors I’m meeting with at 10:00 call me at 10:20 to tell me they will be running late, and are just leaving their office now.

Love it!

I love it when I’m watching a sappy WB television show (sappy, yes, but also very well written) and begin to cry in front of Heidi’s boyfriend, who I’m just getting to know.

Love it!

I love it when I am supposed to get out a newsletter I’ve been working on for a week, and even though I’ve been asked to distribute it last night, I’m still waiting for the green light to mail out this morning…this afternoon…this evening? Where’s my green light? I love waiting for my green light!

Love it!

I love not driving. I love not having a car. I especially love not driving and not having a car when I have plans to go to a concert and will have to figure out how to get home from Hollywood at 11-Midnight on a Wednesday, most likely sucking it up and paying for a cab home.

Love it!

I love L.A. cabs, which will charge you your inheritance, or possibly they will except an I.O.U. promise of your first born child, for taking you but 10 miles, if that.

Love it!

I love it when my bedroom floor is covered in dirty laundry, the stench of which permeates the room like a perfume Napoleon might ask his wife to wear.

Love it!

I also love it when my new blue t-shirt leaves imbeded fuzzies where my shaved armpits are, making me look like a sexy French girl, only not sexy, and not at all French, just hairy.

Love it!

I love that coffee, cheese, milk, and chocolate (favorite edibles!) seem to have an adverse effect on my complexion.

Love it!

Ah, what a lovely start to the week this has been, y'all!

I. Just. LOVE. It!

On the other hand, still alive and kicking, which I DO actually love.

05-17-2005, 10:30 AM	#1
Eliza Hodgkins 1812 Sputnik Sweetheart Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: Long Beach Posts: 2,685	Love it! I love it when vendors I’m meeting with at 10:00 call me at 10:20 to tell me they will be running late, and are just leaving their office now. Love it! I love it when I’m watching a sappy WB television show (sappy, yes, but also very well written) and begin to cry in front of Heidi’s boyfriend, who I’m just getting to know. Love it! I love it when I am supposed to get out a newsletter I’ve been working on for a week, and even though I’ve been asked to distribute it last night, I’m still waiting for the green light to mail out this morning…this afternoon…this evening? Where’s my green light? I love waiting for my green light! Love it! I love not driving. I love not having a car. I especially love not driving and not having a car when I have plans to go to a concert and will have to figure out how to get home from Hollywood at 11-Midnight on a Wednesday, most likely sucking it up and paying for a cab home. Love it! I love L.A. cabs, which will charge you your inheritance, or possibly they will except an I.O.U. promise of your first born child, for taking you but 10 miles, if that. Love it! I love it when my bedroom floor is covered in dirty laundry, the stench of which permeates the room like a perfume Napoleon might ask his wife to wear. Love it! I also love it when my new blue t-shirt leaves imbeded fuzzies where my shaved armpits are, making me look like a sexy French girl, only not sexy, and not at all French, just hairy. Love it! I love that coffee, cheese, milk, and chocolate (favorite edibles!) seem to have an adverse effect on my complexion. Love it! Ah, what a lovely start to the week this has been, y'all! I. Just. LOVE. It! On the other hand, still alive and kicking, which I DO actually love.
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