Believe me, as a child, I would hide my stepmother's cigarettes in an effort to get her to stop smoking. She would get REALLY mad, and I would see this and retrieve them, but it became a bit of a running joke. She knew I cared.
Then at 33, I started to smoke. I became addicted.
I am addicted now. I am stopping because it's illogical. I am stopping for the money.
I am listening to KCRW. I am watching some movie - two weeks notice. Hey, it's actually rather funny. I'm a hugh grant girl.
I'm an anglophile.
I want to fly. I want a playmate. I want frisbee and laying on the beach and making love and going to movies and laughing and hiking and kissing and trusting and creating and loving and stars and magic.
You are beautiful. I'm so glad I know you. (this is to more than one person).
Eddie's wake is tomorrow. I do so hate the ends of eras and changing of guards.