tired. fed up. stupid new year's. it's always such a pointless big fucking deal, and i HATE having an occassion INFLICTED on me. it means nothing to me. Xmas really is the new year. Bah.
I'll write more later, too grumpy right now. but at least i realise it, right? :)
LTSD...
Hehe, James lives like 3 blocks near somewhere called Memory Lane, how cool is that? :) I'm going to have to walk down it just so i can say i did.
Yes, feeling better, food has that effect. Plans for tomorrow more sorted out- at least, mine and michelle's are, everyone else can fend for themselves :)
Slightly headachy, been staring at this damn screen forever. Making an online photo album thingy, yay angelfire!
Describing Shane to michelle this morning- do we all remember shane? Guy i worked with at mosaic? Sympatico? Thin Jerry O'Connell with better hair? (arghghghgh...) Don't know why he came up... i think we were discussing the merits of matt damon and this of course reminded me of every other hot guy whose children i have wanted to bare. >:) Actually, i didn't with shane, he was too player-ish. but ararghghghgh...
Lot of cooking for tomorrow, plus making james Special Candles (candle for new house, and a flower one, methinks.)
My new underwear's comfortable.
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Listenin' to
Thinkin' about
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