...I been thinkin bout...

So I asked him out...via MySpace...because I suck. He READ the message...but no response.

*deep heavy sigh*

Why do people announce when they've written a new blog? If they want people to read something they've written why not just post it as a bulletin. I mean wouldn't someone who regularly reads your blog just subscribe to it so that they receive email notification when you post a new blog? Or would that just be too easy?

*dances around joyfully*

As I was getting dressed for work this morning I pulled on my pants and noticed they were ready to fall off. I've lost about 10 lbs in the last three weeks and have dropped yet another size. Woo hoo. Now if only my chesties would drop some weight so I could still look somewhat proportional.

Unfortunately that means I must buy new pants. Blah.

"...I'm not sick, but I'm not well...And I'm so hot because I'm in hell...I'm not sick, but I'm not well...And it's a sin to live so well..."

There was another lady on the bus this morning crocheting. She kept peering over to see what I was doing. Just a simple little scarf.

"...blessed is this life, oh...and I'm going to celebrate being alive..."

I need to learn to live by those lyrics.

Good things are coming.

My best friend became a father today!!! I'm so happy for him.

It's amazing when someone sees more about you than you do yourself. She said she sees a great personality, but I tend to hide it in my reclusive self.

One last hooka session. Hilarious and fun. Sorry I forgot my wallet. (Photos coming soon.)

"...I been thinkin bout...I been thinkin bout...I been thinkin bout you lately..."

Yes I have. It sucks.

Whenever I hear Duffle Bag Boy I can't help but think of him in bed dancing. Stupid song also makes me think of FlashDance. Quite an interesting combination.

Too much change all at once stresses me out. I have to learn how to handle it without breaking down and freaking out.

I'm in dire need of a shoulder massage. So much tension.

"If it is your time, love will tack you down like a cruise missile." -Lynda Barry

"I love you." "You too." One of these days I'll get passed my difficulties with expressing love for friends and fam. I'm just not ready. I WILL miss you and I DO care about you girl. My face doesn't show it, but it's there on the inside.

I so want to color my hair fire engine red again. Maybe after I obtain further employment.

Packing, packing, packing.

Yay, another interview scheduled for Friday. Send me good vibes folks.

My ex has just announced (via MySpace) that he's getting married. I'm happy he found someone to settle down with...but...I don't know...maybe a little jealous at the same time because he's been in a few long term relationships while I've been in none since us.

When is it MY turn?

I don't want it to start getting cold. Go away cold. Okay maybe I want the cold to come just a little bit so I can have someone to cuddle up with.

Must start working on finding a cuddle buddy.