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Feeling: Calm. Loving my life. |
Eating: Um... life?
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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Today is: 2002-12-06 - @ 7:43 p.m.
That's why I always thought a personification of evil, if there was such a thing, would be breath-takingly beautiful. all time - is relative
There is this really beautiful girl who was in my french class last trimester that I am still crushing on a bit. She's tall, moderately pale, bi, with above the shoulder black hair with brown streaks, perfect lips, and a wicked sense of humour. She's an amazing artist, and clever. And single. Ok, fine, more than a bit, but you know what I mean. Except I know, on a deep, instinctular level, that she would be bad for me. But, mmmm, damm....
Quote for the Entry: "It is amazing how complete is the delusion that beauty is goodness." ~Leo Tolstoy
all time - is relative