Stella says, “Emma, call me.”
I apologize for the utter lack of updates. But there’s really nothing very exciting in my life right now.
I do wish Emma Thompson was my aunt or best friend or something. We’d be amazing best friends, despite the thirty three year age difference. It’d be fabulous.
The itch to write is slowly returning. And I made thai chicken and rice all on my own tonight.
If you’ve seen her (Emma’s) acceptance speech at the 1995 Golden Globes, you’ll know what I’m talking about. BFF’s.
