Randomness
Carrie gets my vote.
I got through once. I'm now an officially reality TV dork slash junkie.
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I tried a new birth control and have been on it for a few days shy of a week. It's the patch. The downfalls of the patch make it worth me deciding to find yet another control method (other than the pill). You wear the patch for a week at a time for 3 weeks straight. It's big and apparent and rather unattractive when trying to get in the mood. It's much like an old band-aid and gets utterly disgusting around the edges. Ick.
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I still haven't seen Episode 3. I can't wait! :)
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I'm still on a rapid weight decline and nothing fits. I've already had many suits taken in once. That's pretty darn expensive! I'm not looking forward to doing it a second time. I wish there were a way to bulk up. I enjoyed the size I was when I was a healthy 127-132. I had curves, an nice ass and boobs, and I filled out my clothes so womanly. I feel like a twig again...boney and uncomfortable with an incessant sag in the rear.
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Money is tight right now. I haven't had to say that for about a year, but finally the hubby and I both being on strict commission caught up with us. It's no fun feeling broke. It's no fun being broke. I took a nice and pricy (and I mean $800+ pricy) trip to Vegas 2 weekends ago with the girls and now I feel guilty because of it. Kenneth is WONDERFUL and hasn't brought it up once. He's so great.
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I'm bored of make up right now. I fall into the "I'm only going to wear natural make up everyday" from time to time and I'm in that slump right now. The fuchias, teals and occasional yellow just aren't doing it for me. Sometimes I feel like I'm too old for it. Ha! In a month I'll be sporting Parfait Amour again, I'm sure.
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I'm turning 25 next month and for the first time I'm not that excited. I think it's because every year I have to gather my friends and "throw" my own birthday party by organizing my own birthday dinner with the group. It gets old. I feel like I'm begging people to come to celebrate me and bring me gifts. I've hinted to Kenneth hoping he'd coordinate it with everyone on his own accord, but I doubt he will. Then I'll be sad because year 25 (a mediocre milestone) will come and go without anything fun to remember it by. Do I sound like a brat, yet? I'm really trying not to be...I guess I'm just being stubborn this year.
I got through once. I'm now an officially reality TV dork slash junkie.
***
I tried a new birth control and have been on it for a few days shy of a week. It's the patch. The downfalls of the patch make it worth me deciding to find yet another control method (other than the pill). You wear the patch for a week at a time for 3 weeks straight. It's big and apparent and rather unattractive when trying to get in the mood. It's much like an old band-aid and gets utterly disgusting around the edges. Ick.
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I still haven't seen Episode 3. I can't wait! :)
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I'm still on a rapid weight decline and nothing fits. I've already had many suits taken in once. That's pretty darn expensive! I'm not looking forward to doing it a second time. I wish there were a way to bulk up. I enjoyed the size I was when I was a healthy 127-132. I had curves, an nice ass and boobs, and I filled out my clothes so womanly. I feel like a twig again...boney and uncomfortable with an incessant sag in the rear.
***
Money is tight right now. I haven't had to say that for about a year, but finally the hubby and I both being on strict commission caught up with us. It's no fun feeling broke. It's no fun being broke. I took a nice and pricy (and I mean $800+ pricy) trip to Vegas 2 weekends ago with the girls and now I feel guilty because of it. Kenneth is WONDERFUL and hasn't brought it up once. He's so great.
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I'm bored of make up right now. I fall into the "I'm only going to wear natural make up everyday" from time to time and I'm in that slump right now. The fuchias, teals and occasional yellow just aren't doing it for me. Sometimes I feel like I'm too old for it. Ha! In a month I'll be sporting Parfait Amour again, I'm sure.
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I'm turning 25 next month and for the first time I'm not that excited. I think it's because every year I have to gather my friends and "throw" my own birthday party by organizing my own birthday dinner with the group. It gets old. I feel like I'm begging people to come to celebrate me and bring me gifts. I've hinted to Kenneth hoping he'd coordinate it with everyone on his own accord, but I doubt he will. Then I'll be sad because year 25 (a mediocre milestone) will come and go without anything fun to remember it by. Do I sound like a brat, yet? I'm really trying not to be...I guess I'm just being stubborn this year.