After two long weeks of no television whatsoever, the tube is back in business. I don't feel it would be far fetched to say this has helped contribute to fourteen of the strangest days I've ever lived.
I have a routine. I watch Sex and the City every night before I go to sleep and flip between the Today show and Saved by the Bell when I wake up. I wonder if the recent lack of Carrie's fabulous life in the city has made me question my own.
She says that in New York, when it comes to apartments, jobs and boyfriends, you always have two of the three. I got a glowing review at work yesterday, and I love beyond love my lovely little studio.
But, I don't think that's all there is. In my heart of hearts, I DO believe you can have it all.
I was born to have it all.
One more time for the cheap seats in the back.
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