So I started the night off not understanding anything anyone was saying. Could be due to the meds. Could be due to the fact that most of the other bloggers were British.
Seriously, how can we make it through the chaos without a gaggle of girlfriends? They are there for us in a variety of ways. Maybe not the same girlfriend every time, but a different one for a different need or a different chapter in our lives.
You remind me of some toxic chemical or maybe the flu. There’s no way anyone can like someone like you. I mean seriously, you spent your time spewing out hate…
Be careful over there! my American friends said to me. As if the Middle East is simply one big mosh pit of danger, mayhem and debris. Be careful doing what? I thought to myself. Choking on lobster, slipping on a marble floor, or poking my eye out with a canape skewer?