There's Never A False Note

But Even With My Minimal Amount Of Fame, There Are Certain Perks. Recently, I Was At A Movie Premier, And At The Party After The Movie, Meryl Streep Was Loose, Walking Around The Room Like A Normal Person. Absolutely Nothing Was Preventing Me From Lunging Toward Her And Shrieking "dingoes Ate My Baby! Dingoes Ate My Baby!

Life Would Be Fabric-softener, Tuna-salad-on-white, Pta-meeting Normal.

Reading Takes Solitude And It Takes Focus.

He Continues To Smile Expectantly. I Take A Step Back. I Don't Want To Catch Whatever He Has. He Is A Disturbing Out-of-uniform Santa.

Part Of Me Believes That Love Is More Valuable When You Have To Work For It.