Being mostly happy is better than I thought, apparently.
Before I begin, it should be duly noted that Susie is an absolute doll and deserves more love than I can convey with an ocean between us. *hugs* I'm GIPping this icon here and now because of you.
They've expanded the Reitz into a book-and-swag establishment, though interestingly, their magazine selection seems to have narrowed. I see no new incentive to detour in the future.
In sitcom news, I am the prone-to-accidentally-get-high version of Emma Thompson. The role of my boss will be filled by Angelina Jolie, portrayed by my the decidedly male
xalxuffasch as
wearemany plays Gary Coleman to
giddyupnow's Richard Gere while
slimslash provides running commentary as Bill Cosby.
walkingshadow seems to have wisely chosen to bow out of the insanity, as while I will be intensely amused, it will probably only air for two episodes.
And for the record, I love my friends (though thankfully, none of them like that), I don't shoplift (though not on moral principle but because I'd be guaranteed get caught), orgasms are elusive but attainable (because it really is all about communication), I don't always love myself but mostly, yeah, I'm okay, and I think whoever posted this comment is a freakin' genius. Best practical joke I've seen in forever.
Finally, my own happy secret, as prompted by Nia: I sing very loudly and think I do it rather well when driving in my car. I neither want nor need anyone to confirm or deny this, because it gives me joy as one of the things I'm happy to leave uncertain.
They've expanded the Reitz into a book-and-swag establishment, though interestingly, their magazine selection seems to have narrowed. I see no new incentive to detour in the future.
In sitcom news, I am the prone-to-accidentally-get-high version of Emma Thompson. The role of my boss will be filled by Angelina Jolie, portrayed by my the decidedly male
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And for the record, I love my friends (though thankfully, none of them like that), I don't shoplift (though not on moral principle but because I'd be guaranteed get caught), orgasms are elusive but attainable (because it really is all about communication), I don't always love myself but mostly, yeah, I'm okay, and I think whoever posted this comment is a freakin' genius. Best practical joke I've seen in forever.
Finally, my own happy secret, as prompted by Nia: I sing very loudly and think I do it rather well when driving in my car. I neither want nor need anyone to confirm or deny this, because it gives me joy as one of the things I'm happy to leave uncertain.