There's times when I want to write about everything. I want to sing from the mountaintops and tell everyone, everywhere, all of you what I'm thinking. I want you to know that I'm happy - yes! I am! Finally! I want you to know why, I want you to know that I've got a spring in my step and a song in my heart. (Only kidding on that last one - I promise, despite me being in a good mood, that I'll never - EVER - be that cheezy.)
And in moments like these, where that's basically the only thing I can concentrate on, it's hard to come up with something to write. I SHOULD be writing about lawn & garden for a well-known home improvement chain. I SHOULD be coming up with misspellings for the word "diamond" and writing compelling copy to lure internet shoppers to shell out some dough for their girlfriend's/wife's/mistress' ring. Instead, I've got this dumb grin on my face because a not-so-good day has since turned into a very fabulously good day, and it's still sunny.
I wonder if they have Veggie Hot Dogs at the Braves game.
veggie dogs at a place called the 'chop shop'? doubtful.
Posted by: eddie | April 07, 2004 at 01:21 PM
Aubrey are you in love??
Posted by: paris | April 07, 2004 at 03:13 PM
Love? Me?
Posted by: aubs | April 07, 2004 at 07:09 PM