...'cause I would give anything...

Well isn't that a lovely surprise. But uh...there are about 9 hours missing. Please fix immediately. Thank you.

AWESOMENESS! I wanna visit. Who's coming with me?

The name calling texts always make me giggle and smile. And always when I seem to need it most.

Girl dates are awesome fun. After three drinks she didn't even try to get handsy with me or anything. *laughs*

I keep wanting to blog about specific things. BLOG, blog, not list blog. This focus thing is always a bit difficult for me. My mind always wanders and I get sidetracked and distracted and then a week later the thought is forgotten. *deep heavy sigh*

I try to write things down often, but they still get lost at the wayside.

MUXTAPE. I like discovering/rediscovering music in ways like this. Listening to music I might not listen to otherwise. Check, check, check it out.

"...and for you I'd keep my legs apart/and forget about my tainted heart/and I will never ever be the first/to say it/but still I/yes you know I..I..I../I would do it/push a button/pull a trigger/climb a mountain/jump off a cliff/'cause you know baby/I love you love you a little bit/I would do it, I would say it/I would mean it, we could do it/it was you and I and if only I/I think I'm/a little bit, a little bit/a little bit in love with you/but only if you're a little, a little bit, little/in lo-lo-lo-lo-love with me/come here, stay with me/stroke me by the hair/'cause I would give anything, anything/to have you as my man..."

Rain, rain go away. I have some work I need to do today.

I try not to be such a complainer, but sometimes it's hard to let go of even just the little things. There's already enough negativity in the world, I don't need to add to it.

Worky, work, work, work. It's going to be a looong week. Looong. But the paycheck will be nice and fat.

Always be prepared. I had fun working with Grey today making him splash in the puddle.

Crying in public sucks. I try not to do it, but sometimes all the bottled up feelings of frustration, irritation, loneliness, fear along with who knows what else gets to be too much. And at the most inopportune times. I tried my best to hide it, but my face always has to tell on me.

*deep heavy sigh*

But...it's then when I'm reminded that there ARE people out there who care about me and love me.

Thanks dude...those hugs really helped.

Why do some dudes always have to bring up how I shot them down? Especially when I'm having no luck at the game myself?

Go away headache.