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It rained today... Oh wow did it rain and I felt so sleepy.. like it was time to curl up under a blanket and watch the rain fall-- but in that good way. that way that makes you doze off with a smile on your face... such a departure from last year around this time. Out of control would be the best way to describe it.
I went to Michaels today after work because I thought I wanted to get a scrapbook so I could finally start piecing everything together but no... Instead I sat in the parking lot (see I made it there, just never went in) and read a letter I wrote last year in fall... It got me thinking about myself and how much I've changed, really, if I've changed at all. My pug dog is looking at me with that hopeful look in his eyes... He wants what we all want.. attention, affection, love. He also wants to know what I'm doing I'm sure. I feel guilty for something, but i'm not sure why i did it and if i can't figure that out then I can be sure as to why exactly i'm feeling this way.
Not to be weird but I had amazing sex last night, and it's funny because I feel a little guilty about that too. I should prolly figure out where this is coming from, especially now, when everything seems to be going so right...
In other news, Mitch Hedburg (sp?) died, the greatest comedian of my highschool career. Also, my head hurts and I don't have Excedrin.
OH!!! We all know this guy (this could be any guy) who, like most guys, hates hearing about feminine products, bleeding, tampons, deuche...etc anything that has to do with feminine hygeine he not only hates he will walk away from quickly without looking back singing a song to himself so he can't hear. So you've got the visual, right? now imagine that same guy being called up and told "It's an emergency, can you get me pads?". Best part, he actually got them, with wings and everything. :-)
I went to Michaels today after work because I thought I wanted to get a scrapbook so I could finally start piecing everything together but no... Instead I sat in the parking lot (see I made it there, just never went in) and read a letter I wrote last year in fall... It got me thinking about myself and how much I've changed, really, if I've changed at all. My pug dog is looking at me with that hopeful look in his eyes... He wants what we all want.. attention, affection, love. He also wants to know what I'm doing I'm sure. I feel guilty for something, but i'm not sure why i did it and if i can't figure that out then I can be sure as to why exactly i'm feeling this way.
Not to be weird but I had amazing sex last night, and it's funny because I feel a little guilty about that too. I should prolly figure out where this is coming from, especially now, when everything seems to be going so right...
In other news, Mitch Hedburg (sp?) died, the greatest comedian of my highschool career. Also, my head hurts and I don't have Excedrin.
OH!!! We all know this guy (this could be any guy) who, like most guys, hates hearing about feminine products, bleeding, tampons, deuche...etc anything that has to do with feminine hygeine he not only hates he will walk away from quickly without looking back singing a song to himself so he can't hear. So you've got the visual, right? now imagine that same guy being called up and told "It's an emergency, can you get me pads?". Best part, he actually got them, with wings and everything. :-)