TELL ME YOU LOVE ME

i am three years older than china's richest lass, who is worth $6-oops HAHA dropped the one!-$16 billion.
it really is a beautiful rags to riches story but i'm too tired to attach the link. it just takes SO much work, but you can go to reuters.com and figure it out.

anyway, so hi. today was my first day back in the office and that's always a bit of a laceration, but it could have been worse. plus, i have ithaca to look forward to this weekend. we're going up for a mere two days and one night, but it's worth it because it is PEAK season, and you know what that means - FOLIAGE! it's supposed to be 50 degrees on saturday, just in time for our visit. i'm happy it's going to be frosty. it wouldn't be the same experience any other way.

i am looking forward to the following things, but if they don't happen it doesn't matter because they will:

-buying major amounts of candy at wegman's
-driving in the car with my lady friends
-touching the native american's wooden arm in micawber's
-having a nice cold one in micawber's
-driving up to campus and laughing at the ithakids
-running over a couple of them
-haha i'm joking, only PR girls do that!
-and so many more things but didn't you hear me when i said I'M TIRED?

before i say до свидания, how do we all feel about HBO's new series "tell me you love me"? do you like it? do you love it? do you find it uplifting? i especially like the woman who pulled the paper towel dispenser out of the wall at rite aid. wowee. you shouldn't rush motherhood anyway. look at this picture and TELL ME YOU LOVE ME! TELL ME! LOVE ME! DAMNIT, TELL ME!

p.s. i didn't sell out and buy a television if that's what you're thinking. stop judging me, GOD.