Cold is in your mind

Dear Tess,

You're totally kicking my a$$ with the posting, and I won't rest until I catch up at least a little. I got to think about a lot of things while I was sitting on that Harlem ramp tonight, and if I had an iPhone (something I can't afford) I could have just updated from there. I was thinking about things that happened 1 year ago (LA party, MIA, various other acronyms), 2 years ago (well 2 years and a month, the craziest surprise party ever) and 3 years ago (Paris/London week 1....and now I feel sick). But isn't that kind of wacko nuts?

And that lead me to think of moving to Europe again. Because I can only listen to careerbuilder.com tell me so many times that I should manage the Family Dollar store in the inner-city southside (respect) before I just throw my hands in the air and say "God! I am your play-doh: Mold me." What do you think? Let's go take our (my) broken spirits to an exotic location and be broke there.

Now let me address your comments (most of which we've already discussed because Zoe made fun of us):

• Don't give up on hamburglar. Greer has a black hat, tie a white ribbon around it and you're set. And what about making a tie out of paper? Or any red fabric? I think the hamburgers on the tie are optional, but if it's paper you can totally do it. Or Rosie the Riveter
  
• Confession: I'm afraid of the dark. And creepy people creeping on me in the dark. And that's why I'm afraid of the Murder Mansion. If you can arrange a viewing with the lights on, I'll go. But remember how fuck'n pissed we were after the Grona Lund haunted house?!?! REMEMBER?
• Maybe if you laugh enough around Sunday she'll remember what happiness is and you can finally get her off those catidepressants, so even if it's at my expense, laugh away.
• I'm totally down for changing the blog title. Let me do a quick poll of our readers to see what they think and get back to you.
• Today I met with someone to talk about my resume and she said you shouldn't put too much stuff with each bullet point, so I think I'm totally blowing it right now, but oh well. How should I make a microphone?

NEway, c u l8r. Thx 4 signing my paycheck.

Love, Annie