...but, what can I do? I wish I worked or had a home. At least you could stay with me for a couple months if I had a home. Ha ha ha...we are so sad. Well, I understand why you have to move but I can't believe it's really going to happen. You are a total trendsetter. Hey man, me too, me too. I haven't worked in two years. I'm a little ashamed to admit. I'm not positive, but I think it's safe to say that graphic designers are even less in demand than lawyers right now. When will you know for sure? Remember unpacking all your stuff into the Larrabee apartment when you first moved back to LA all those years ago, the bison frise, Hmongs, and the landlord who survived brain surgery and then bought sheets from SAKS? Dude, that was a long time ago.
Toblerone all the way! You're creative. How delicious.
On a different note, Florida told me that there are hour-long foot massages for $15!!! Total illegal immigrants but do you want to try it or have you tried it already? She said that it's pretty good. We can ask her more about it on Thursday. Apparantly, I've been out of the country for too long and everyone knows about this activity already. Did you...probably.
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