Writing.

I've missed my blog ever so much. I allowed myself quite a lot of downtime today, watching far too many episodes of the first season of Sex and the City. Every thought I have that does not consist of "I want Chinese food" or something related, comes to me in a profound question. Jesus, Carrie Bradshaw. You've penetrated my brain. Now if only I had a more impressive bank account I could use to spoil myself on McQueen Armadillo shoes for my collection of heels-to-walk-around-the-house-in.





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Unbelievable. Now, I must return to some not so enticing writing. or editing rather, of an critical essay.