Sassafras made me laugh really hard at work today. The kind of thing where you pretend that you’re choking and hope that people don’t see through your poorly-smuggled chortles. I’d like to say that I’ve mastered this as a third-year law student, but I have not. No one even offered to give me the Heimlich. Is the Heimlich passé? What was so funny? Dirty things. Christmas innuendos. ‘Tis the season.
She also gave me great suggestions for local Lebanese options, as my favorite just closed. 
Any suggestions are welcome. Brother and I need a new sibling dinner spot.
And then she made the mistake of asking how things were going. As a result, she received a tome of feelings. I’m not really a heartless ice queen, I just play one on Twitter. She told me that love meant taking risks. My horoscope told me to take a risk the other day. Ergo, it shall be done. I should really solve all great dilemmas in this way.
This song seemed appropriate… not only is it from Love Actually – one of the few romantic comedies that I can stomach – but it’s about feelings.
Moons and junes and ferris wheels, the dizzy dancing way you feel
As every fairy tale comes real; i’ve looked at love that way.
But now it’s just another show. you leave ‘em laughing when you go
And if you care, don’t let them know, don’t give yourself away.
Tags: Christmas, Joni Mitchell, Lebanese food, love
