Ahhhh, escapism....
So I think my dad told me that he doesn't love my mom anymore on the phone tonight.
I've been talking with Smirnoff all day, and we haven't come up with an opninion yet. And I'm fine with that.
I'm running away (yes, I can admit it) tonight to a dear friend in Santa Monica. She offered up 3B therapy: the beach, a blanket, and a bottle of wine, and I was sold. Tomorrow we're going to see I HEART HUCKABEES, followed by a trip to the UCLA Hammer Museum for and exhibition of prints by Albrecht Durer, followed by a discussion with the director of IHH and Lily Tomlin. It should be fun; and just enough to let me forget what's happening to my family right now.
Bottoms up.
I've been talking with Smirnoff all day, and we haven't come up with an opninion yet. And I'm fine with that.
I'm running away (yes, I can admit it) tonight to a dear friend in Santa Monica. She offered up 3B therapy: the beach, a blanket, and a bottle of wine, and I was sold. Tomorrow we're going to see I HEART HUCKABEES, followed by a trip to the UCLA Hammer Museum for and exhibition of prints by Albrecht Durer, followed by a discussion with the director of IHH and Lily Tomlin. It should be fun; and just enough to let me forget what's happening to my family right now.
Bottoms up.