Going home to Louisiana for the summer in a couple of days, so it may be the weekend before you hear from me. The whole process of taking down the computer, carrying it to the car, driving it to LA, setting it up on my Mom's new countertop (to her unmitigated horror), begging my dad to buy me a computer desk AND pay someone to put it together AND let me set it up in his room (because he gave me the smallest one in the new house despite my protests. I mean, damn, just because he paid for the house doesn't mean he gets to pick his own room!), getting used to dial-up again (and owing my parents a wad of money for running up their phone bill because I "dial-up" to Texas--can't find a reliable number in North Louisiana), swallowing my sighs as my next chapter is due and my dad is hogging the computer to play solitaire... well, I hope you get the picture that computer use is fraught with strife at my parents' crib.
I'll check in to let you know I made it. And I think, in lieu of too many thoughtful/meaningful posts (it is summer, for God's sake!), I'm going to start the 100 facts in 100 days about Elle.
After all, I'm thoroughly convinced that you (and the world at large, of course) can't get enough of Elle.