You're right, Ellen. All my ranting against a made-up holiday designed to drive the insecure into temporary and miserable relationships so that they can achieve a false sense of normality and incidentally spend ridiculous amounts of money propping up the owners of South Asian sweatshops and third-rate chocolatiers (except for the turtles! RS, I still love the turtles) is really due to the fact that I've never known true love as represented by a pink teddybear.
Thank you, Ellen, for opening my eyes. And possibly something else. Perhaps you are the one who can teach my barren soul to accept the soothing flow of love. You can sweep away the brittle branches blocking the path to my heart. Anytime you want to strap on those bowling shoes (and anything else) you come see me. --- In [email protected], "Ellen" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > > it's really not about me. Not sure how you connected "someone" > with "me", but whatever. I wasn't sure if she hated all that stuff > because no one ever gave it to her, or she would hate it even if > someone did give it to her. > > > --- In [email protected], "Stephanie Smilay" > <ssmilay@> wrote: > > > > On 2/7/07, Ellen <ellengoodman6@> wrote: > > > OK fine, but would you hate it if someone actually GAVE you Russell > > > Stover chocolate boxes with no turtles in them and a pink teddy > > > bear? Or more to the point would you hate the person giving them to > > > you? Just wondering. > > > > Don't give in to temptation, Ellen. She might SAY she was grateful if > > you went out and did those things, but in reality, Hannah would rather > > go bowling. > > > > Stephanie (has plans for the 15th, but am up for a Chinese New Year > > Celebration, a Mardi Gras celebration, a pink elephant celebration, a > > rogue elephant celebration, or anything else you can dream up for the > > 14th) > > >
