Carrie - White vs Bradshaw

I felt so Carrie White today. Until the last posting and realise, I wasn't about to let the June encounter stop me from doing an outstanding job. Nor was I going to turn Carrie White on Flip, or anyone else for that matter.

Thank you for always reminding me that I am able to do this and that I am strong enough to keep doing this.

The Bradshaw part about things was when I played Season 4 of Sex & The City. Just to spend idle time in front of the tv. It was nail biting. I have always had this Aidan vs Big thing with Carrie.

Aidan moved in. And Carrie was fighting with Aidan for her space. And he insulted her Roberto Cavalli outfit. And Pete chewed her Blahniks. I was going to kill Aidan.
And then there was Big. Big. The constant painful person in Carrie's life. Carrie had this addiction towards Big that she just couldn't... get over. Carrie was thinking that she deserve the pain from Big. I was going to kill Big. Until I realise... aren't we all creatures of each other's pleasure and pain?

And yet there, I was sitting right in front of the tv, having to put up with Carrie and her silly decisions and... did what I could to not bite my nails. I filed them.

Carrie needed two doors to the bathroom. And one was her escape route. I don't blame her. Moving in with someone... didn't really sink in with me until.

Carrie left her apartment with her lap and went to Planet Starbucks. To write her column. She has always felt like people who uses their lap at Planet were a pretentious bunch. Until she realise, they are all probably just like her. Just moved in with someone and wanted their space.

There is another reason why I enjoy Sex & The City.