8 days...and literally counting.
Sono di New York.
Mi llamo Heather.
Bonjourno!
Una caza de cafe.
I'm hoping osmosis works, cuz that's about all I know. My plan is to listen to the 4 cd's I have all day in my office until then, hoping something sinks. And the pope bucks up.
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How about Subway rules? I know some good ones. Subway Rule #1: No making out on the subway unless A) I am on my second cup of coffee, B) You're shipping your man/woman out on an extended vacation and won't see them for weeks, C) Your ex is sitting across from you and you want to piss them off at the expense of everyone else's breakfasts, or D) It's evening, you're drunk off your butt and just don't care.
Seriously, PDA before noon is just unacceptable. Especially when you're sitting right next to me and I can hear your every friggin' sigh.
Erica's rant of the morning.
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