11.12.2004

YEAH I KNOW HE'S CHARMING, AND SMART, AND REALLY, REALLY CUTE... BUT REMEMBER WHEN HE CALLED TO SAY THAT HE DIDN'T CALL YOU ON YOUR BIRTHDAY BECAUSE HE GOT DRUNK WITH HIS FRIENDS ON THE FERRY AND HIS PHONE FELL INTO THE EAST RIVER? AND THEN YOU ASKED HIM HOW COME HIS NUMBER SHOWED UP ON YOUR CALLER ID IF IT WAS IN THE EAST RIVER - JUST CURIOUS! - AND HE HUNG UP?

And you thought we were obsessed.

Related:
Elizabeth's "Weekly Spiritual Reckoning with The New Yorker"
May 3 edition
May 17 edition
May 18 edition
May 25 edition
June 7 edition
June 11 edition
June 23 edition

Elizabeth writes a love letter to The New Yorker
May 19

Elizabeth tells The New Yorker that she needs more from the relationship: June 23

Elizabeth reconsiders, and decides that she just needs some space: July 19

Elizabeth tries to have some quality time with The New Yorker, but just feels burned out afterwards. Could the love affair be over? August 13

Anyway, as you regular readers know, Elizabeth finally broke it off completely a couple of weeks ago after Ben McGrath's Talk of the Town piece on the NBA nominees.

I feel like a minor character on Felicity or something; the supportive friend who never really understood why her friend kept going out with that guy. You know the one.

There are other letters in the archive, which is organized by month, but I've gotta run so no more topical indexing for me today.

-Lauren


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