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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hbo all time - is relative
I am watching a memorial thing on HBO abotu Sept. 11. My sister was supposed ti ship out that day, to basic training. I remeber waking up to the phone rining, I piked it up, I think I had been talking to someone late the night before. My mom picked it up too, and I heard the conversation, something about planes and the pentagon, the twin towers, something. I hung up. You see, my grandfather can a quite a joker. I hought he was joking. The my mom called me up, she had the big screen on. I watched as the second plane hit and as people jumped. And the 1st tower fell and you could hear the city cry out as one. I'm sorry, you probably don't want to hear this. I didn't know anything. I can't imagine what they were thinking after they jumped.
all time - is relative