Eating: Um... life?
Drinking:Dasani water
Wearing: Jeans, black tank top with built in bra, lavender panties, eith a little sleeping kitty on them, my claddagh, green choker and matching earrings, contacts, vestiges of the day's make-up, black belt.
Listening to: *Hummmmrumblerumblerumble* It's my washing machione making contented noises.
Chatting with: Keeping my own counsel.
Thinking: "I need to concentrate on my posture more."
Remembering: Dave's tongue ring.
Glad for: My ability to move past fear into growth.
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Numbers all time - is relative
This is a pseudo-entry, as I onyl have like 5 minutes. FINALS ARE OVER!!!! WHHOOOO-HOOOO!!!
I was talking with my friend Natasha the otehr day, and she was sayign how she's only had 2 boyfriends. So that prompted me to think about the number of guys I've dated/gotten with. It was 17, and i think I forgot a few.
Well, I have to go. Tai Chi class!!!
Quote for the Entry: "Shit, what the hell do they do, line up and wait?" -Natasha, after I told her the score. Meh. Sort of.
all time - is relative