posted by Liz
Felicity: hi. Read your blog. Liked it. Snow day today. At café reading alone. I have an urge to text joey and have him join me at café. Sigh
Liz: It’s raining in manhattan. With anna banana all day. Did u text joey?
Felicity: No. For sure no. Must be resolute to emotional well being. Like a diet, ha.
Liz: Ha, I like that. A mental diet…restricting where your mind wanders. Strolling baby in meatpacking district. Ironic.
Felicity: Ha. Had crazy sex dreams last night. Odd since libido is feeling dead.
Liz: My face feels like a pressure chamber. I realize now how much i’ve taken free coffee 4 granted. I would cherish a PB&J and double espresso right now
Felicity: Ha ha. I’m making carrot soup with carrots from bobby’s garden.
Liz: HA. That sounds like a metaphor.
Felicity: Not blow job bobby. Different bobby.
Liz:…I can blog this conversation, right?
Felicity: Ha ha yea.