I'm back home in Australia, in my little apartment with the crappy internet connection, and it is pure bliss. Don't get me wrong. It isn't that I don't love my family because I do. But boy does it feel good to be home. And it was only a brief 16 hour flight to get here (plus an hour delay and 20 minutes chilling on the tarmac in Melbourne while Mr. Slurpee waited for me a mere 50 meters away from me).
I went to LA to spend some time with my LA family. Where I saw McSteamy and William Baldwin eating breakfast 5 feet away from me at Kings Road. McSteamy is foxy in person...just saying.
Last night i went to bed at 6:45 which is early even for me and what I try to avoid when I am terribly jetlagged but I couldn't stop the eyes from closing.
Hello there. I just came upon your blog today and I found myself just reading and reading. Nice work. And I hope that you had fun in LA - that is one crazy place :)
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ReplyDeleteIt's just that McSteamy is kind of sleezy, I know I know, he's hot, but still!
ReplyDeleteOK, there it is. Mr. Slurpee did indeed come to pick you up. Love it. I am happy for you - somebody loves lovable you.
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