You Can Always Find Something You Want.

Still, That's The Point Of Love; You Love Someone Despite Their Flaws.

We Both Gaze Down At My Swollen Tummy For A While. I Still Can't Quite Get My Head Round The Fact That There's A Baby Inside My Body. Which Has Got To Come Out... Somehow. Ok, Let's Not Go There. There's Still Time For Them To Invent Something.

You're Working For Me Cut Out The Attitude.

You Know What Hans Told Me Last Week?" She Says As I Open The Door Of My Fitting Room. "he Told Me To Write Down A List Of Everything I Wanted To Say About That Women-and Then Tear It Up. He Said I'd Feel A Sense Of Freedom." "oh Right," I Say Interestedly. "so What Happened?" "i Wrote It All Down," Says Laurel. "and Then I Mailed It To Her!

She Doesn’t Really Have A Sense Of Humor. I Think She’d Like To Have One—it’s Just That She Doesn’t Quite Understand What Jokes Are For.