i had a great day yesterday. but even flying high above sunset blvd, hands still ashake from contract signing, stomach still a-knot from dream fulfilling, my mind is never far from our best and bravest. i may not agree with the battle, but i do support the troop. a...
this week ends the deadliest month in the afghanistan war. nothing really more to say. crying feels better. i have the flu so my maudlin mood magnifies with whims of vapors and fits of fury. being sick sends me into my weepiest, most melodramatic, has-been actress...
i’m watching the pacific. to say it rivets me is an understatement. hh and i are rendered speechless each episode. every scene shakes me. i still can’t get the conversation out of my head where the hardened, jaded marine questions the fresh recruit about...
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! Much pleasure thou can’st give me just in case he IS checking his list twice here is what i would be asking for if we lived in that magical world where friends weren’t sick, parents didn’t fret over bills, animals...
