When I grow up, Tim Gunn with go through my closet with me in the morning to help me pick out the most adorable, flattering clothing. He will ensure that I never resemble a marshmallow.
Until that time, I will have to content myself with Tim at The WaPo. I, too, hope the metallic shoe is here to stay.
I'm listening to:
same as all week, my grandfather blaring CNN. Lou Dobbs gives me a headache, and I'm glad to see that I'm ahead of the curve on that one.
posted by Awa @ 5:37 PM
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I tripped over your blog when I googled splinter hemorrhages. I can't stop reading, and have added you to my favorites.
P.S. Don't worry, I'm fine. The guy I represent, though, who was treated for Lyme disease when he had bacterial endocarditis, he's not so good.
I'm flattered, but there's a lot of pressure involved in being one of someone's 'favorites.' Couldn't I just be a 'link you like'? Even a 'link you like a lot' would seem less onerous a burden.
May the force be with you, always.
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