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it seems like it's always something . homework , eric . lately , eric a lot . for a successful man , he needs a lot of reassurance . i didn't see that coming wioth him . he's shown he can hold his own on sunday mornings with russsert , is quick enogh to party carvilles's best , which isn't easy , and once even stephanopoulos to cower
women , especially , attractive women , f lummox him , which is endearing . and not . he's a decent companion at a formal dinner , but the truth is he requires too much handholding at cocktail parties . kind of like alan in that way .
i tell myself that maybe it's his age .
whatever , it seemed like it was always something , with someone . you would think at work i couldn've walked from my office to the bathroom , from the bathroom to the elevator , and then get across the building lobby to the sidewalk in the middle of the afternoon without having to have three impromptu meetings about a segment that we weren't even palnning to tape for another two weeks . none of the people who interrupted my march to the door learned anything they didn't already know .
while i made my escape from the building i had a choice of either looking like a dica- wearing sunglasses in the elevetor is not my favorite look - or having to expalin my red eyes to everyone i ran into on the way outside . i chose to play diva . i knew reputation well .
it seems like it's always something . homework , eric . lately , eric a lot . for a successful man , he needs a lot of reassurance . i didn't see that coming wioth him . he's shown he can hold his own on sunday mornings with russsert , is quick enogh to party carvilles's best , which isn't easy , and once even stephanopoulos to cower
women , especially , attractive women , f lummox him , which is endearing . and not . he's a decent companion at a formal dinner , but the truth is he requires too much handholding at cocktail parties . kind of like alan in that way .
i tell myself that maybe it's his age .
whatever , it seemed like it was always something , with someone . you would think at work i couldn've walked from my office to the bathroom , from the bathroom to the elevator , and then get across the building lobby to the sidewalk in the middle of the afternoon without having to have three impromptu meetings about a segment that we weren't even palnning to tape for another two weeks . none of the people who interrupted my march to the door learned anything they didn't already know .
while i made my escape from the building i had a choice of either looking like a dica- wearing sunglasses in the elevetor is not my favorite look - or having to expalin my red eyes to everyone i ran into on the way outside . i chose to play diva . i knew reputation well .
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