I think blogging is all I have now. I want to post cute pictures on here and blab about minutiae. It helps that my connection is ridiculously fast. But between always having to study or work, this is all I have in terms of goofing off. I can't accept fun invitations because I feel guilty that I peeled myself away from my responsibilities. I don't pick up my phone or return messages -- willful blindness. In fact, maybe the only fun I have is having crazy ladies scream at me at Starbucks.
I drove Emily to the airport and fantasized about hopping on a plane myself, to London, to Italy, to anyplace I'd been before that left me with a happy memory. I saw Virgin Atlantic and recalled enjoying Bend It Like Beckham on my own personal monitor.
Keane is Gwyneth Paltrow's fave band for 2004. I knew that she and I had more in common than just our pretentiousness.
Emily gave me a fantastic new T-shirt, black and funky with "Ciao Bella!" scrawled on it. I love it. I'll wear it at the holiday party.
posted by Lucy Sloan @ 10:54 PM
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