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All I have to say is that there must be some SERIOUSLY poor quality crack going around the streets of Palo Alto. Way to break my sister's clean sweep, motherfuckers! I'm thinking about going to Europe for a couple of weeks this summer with my sister, who's going for eight weeks after her own personal shawshank redemption until she starts school. Upon informing my mother of this, she asked, "Have you won the lottery or something?" I just shrugged and thought, "That's why the Lord created credit cards." And the ease of nailing down zero percent balance transfers. I mean, really. Life is too short. Who cares if I'm still paying off my car, my teeth, and my ceramic tile? Because how many times in the future are my sister and I going to have an opportunity to take such a trip together? I don't even care where she is when I'm able to go. I'll just show up. I really think I'm going to do it. I will worry about my pets, but that's why the Lord created parents who are willing to moonlight as zookeepers. I'm listening to Rob's Journalcon mix for about the 8,000th time. It makes me happy. As do his hamster movies. Last night I had an erotic dream about CT after seeing him in a fuchsia string bikini on the Real World / Road Rules Challenge. I'm not sure what this says about me.
Erin J. Shea is a sweetheart. That is all.
Shelley is trying to figure out what in the hell to do. Should she move to Chicago, where her boyfriend just moved? Should she stay in New York? Should she take a leap of faith? I have no idea. I am leaning towards the opinion that she should go because she'll regret it more if she doesn't go than if she does, even if the worst should happen and her relationship implodes when she gets there. It's not like he moved thousands of miles away and she'd be joining him in his new yurt. It's just Chicago. She could hop in a car and be back in LA in twelve hours. So she's not one hundred percent sure that their relationship has long-term legs. So what? She can't figure that out if they're not together. She loves Chicago, and based on her internal clock, it's time for her to make a move anyway. So why not? If she goes, she might find out that they're incompatible and he's not what she wants in the end. But if she doesn't go, won't she always wonder? (I cannot even BELIEVE that it was seven years ago today that we were on that freezing sidewalk in New York waiting to see Rent and her ideas about moving to New York were in their earliest stage of inception. That is just insane. Seven years? God almighty.) I think she worries that people will think she's just going for him. Well, so what? They're in love. They've got a good thing going. Not a perfect thing, but who has that? Unless they're ready to throw in the towel, which clearly they are not, it makes the most sense for them to be in the same place. And there are worse places than Chicago. (Right, Amy and Erin and Liz?) Fuck what anyone else thinks. She needs to do what she wants to do. If she wants to leave New York, and she's not going to come here, she's got to go somewhere. If she wants Chicago and if she wants him, forever or just for now, then she should fucking go. Life is too fucking short. And that is my decree.
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