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Feeling: Calm. Loving my life.
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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Today is: 2002-12-24 - @ 5:44 p.m.
Gifts and realizations.

all time - is relative
It's Christmas eve!! It's Christmas eve!!! It's Christmas eve!!! Wheee!!

Peter and I met today to exchange gifts. I got Johnny the Homicidal Maniac, the Director's Cut. EEEEeeee!!! I also got a Filler Bunny figurine! Eeeee!!! And a bath salts thing from his mummy. EEeee!!!

I was talking to Ariel today about Mike and the things he does for me, and she made the comment, "You always get good boyfriends. The break-up might have been bad, but the relationship in itself was good. they are always really good to you," with just a slight touch of envy. Ariel is a socialite, and extremely popular. She has a record deal and a manager, and a fabulous singing voice. She's prettier than me, not to mention a fantastic dresser. She can get with the hottest guys. However, concerning their hearts, I date the better guys. She doesn't get fulfilling relationships, I do. That is the one thing that keeps me from ever being jealous of her. Ever.

Quote for the Entry: "Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childish days; that can recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth; that can transport the sailor and the traveler, thousands of miles away, back to his own fire-side and his quiet home!" ~Charles Dickens, The Pickwick Papers, 1836

I miss my delusions.


all time - is relative

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