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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: 2002-12-26 - @ 3:31 p.m.
Post Christmas, pre-shoppers remorse all time - is relative
I just went shopping and spent ALL of my christmas money. All of it. I'm determined not to regret it though. Regret is so useless. It's like a wart, it's ugly, serves no purpose, and we all want to get rid of it as soon as possible.
I got a call from Mike on Christmas, which was really nice. I was missing him, but I didn't want to hope for too much, so I wasn't counting on him calling. But he did. And that made me happy. See, I'm smiling!
I saw the new Lord of the Rings last night. It was good, and I had a little epiphany in the middle of it. Am I using the right word? Epiphany? Catalyst? Realization? Whatever. You guys know what I mean. There was this big pile of dead Orcs and other things, like humans and elves and stuff. And so, my big epiphany/cataslyst/realization was:
Quote for the Entry: "All shed blood mingles to the same pool." -Me
Aren't I smart? Hee hee!
all time - is relative