IMs on the occasion of our one-year Tumblr quasi-anniversary of sorts:
Elle: Ping mothafucka!
Mills: One second; on a call. I will call back, promise!
Elle: Oh yeah, one second. This really is like a real anniversary. You at the office, casually trying to pretend to care. And me at home, drinking alone.
Ignoring the fact that the vision of me as a workaholic staying late at night to drip out more managerial effluvia is preposterous, there is also the fact that only Hell Belle would think the above photo will inspire pity! Poor Hell Belle, on a pier at sunset sipping cider: the tears are stinging my eyes; I will not smile again in this life.
Happy anniversary! (Maybe in another year or five I can be one of your Tumblr crushes!)
