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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new years eve-ness all time - is relative
The whole idea of a new year's resoultions is kind of stupid, to me. Winter is a time for sleep, a time for metaphorical death. Not new growth people! If you'd like to start going to a gym, good for you. But do it in the spring time, which is a time for renewal. Your body is not in a place in the cycle to start new things. of course, this is probably just my excuse for not wanting to do them.
Quote for the Entry: "You're the type fo guy who would fuck a goat in the ass and not have the courtesy to give it a reach around." -My friend Stephine.
I thought that was too funny. Stephine's great, people always call us by each other's names for some reason. Despite the fact that she is 6'4. Whatever.
all time - is relative