Pity story
Not really. Sometimes, a small glimpse of something in my life makes me feel really stupid about my worries. There’s a house on my way
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Not really. Sometimes, a small glimpse of something in my life makes me feel really stupid about my worries. There’s a house on my way
Well, I made it through the meeting. It was very productive and nice to be a party to. Though my a*s is now draggin’. If
I think I’m going to start taking it. I’ve been up since about 4:30.. there are really only so many web sites I can stare
Nothing new or exciting to report on. Work’s been pretty low-key. I’ve been playing a lot of Flash games making myself excited to get MX
My calendar says it’s going to be a full moon tonight, though it was very full last night. I never know if it means sometime
Okay, so Kurt had to exchange his game controller for one that works. This meant a trip to Best Buy. I wondered, aloud, what I
Once again, I’m awake at all hours of the night. I got sooo tired at 9 and came home after a bloody mary and promptly
So, I started a webring. I feel like I should go to an Internet Users Anonymous meeting. You can join from here. I wish that
disclaimer: this is not something that moms or family members want to read. So I’m at the bar last night, enjoying my time. Kurt got
Ohmigod! Dinner at Harvest was the most fantastic meal I’ve ever eaten. Thanks to Bob’s suggestion, Kurt and I went there last night to celebrate
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