So about 12 minutes before I read your last entry I sent a text message to my college student kid... "Did u get my last txt?" Fortunately I'm not in the running to be your next signifant other. I'm not, right? Because I'm - you know - not like that. Plus I'm married. Geeez now I have to go write in my own blog because this is too long.
I have dreamed about moving to New York as long as I can remember. But dreams and reality are often very far apart, and after college I spent the years developing a newspaper career in places across the country I couldn’t call my own.
But now, as I sit in my chair at my dream job in the best city in the world, my perspective has changed. I am no longer the innocent and naïve newspaper reporter that left Iowa and Maine with dreams unfulfilled. I am the person who has made her biggest dream come true, living and working in New York City, but still has not experienced that elusive word “fulfillment.” To be completely cliché, it is all about the journey, I suppose.
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So, does this mean Prince is out of the picture?
Um, well, yes. But for many other reasons. Many.
I did like "When Doves Cry" though.
Damn it! Stupid work e-mail named "Victoria!" Now I am thinking about my boss, and that is never good.
So about 12 minutes before I read your last entry I sent a text message to my college student kid... "Did u get my last txt?"
Fortunately I'm not in the running to be your next signifant other. I'm not, right? Because I'm - you know - not like that. Plus I'm married. Geeez now I have to go write in my own blog because this is too long.
Note to self:
1. Do not alienate friends.
2. Make blogs specific to boys that aggrevate Scout.
3. Apologize to 'Mama.'
Note to self: Never ever ever make up a word like 'signifant' again.
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