tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22119470725137610392011-09-24T18:39:12.714-05:00Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12964787586425402719noreply@blogger.comBlogger561100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2211947072513761039.post-88247547229025276682011-09-24T18:27:00.002-05:002011-09-24T18:39:12.727-05:00

This month is the one-year anniversary of both my grandfather's death, and the beginning of the hardest year of my life. In this past year, Grandfather died, Daddy had a heart attack and subsequent sextuple bypass, and Grandmother died. And as hard as it was when Grandfather died, and as scary as it was when Daddy almost died, it was crushing when Grandmother died. Grandmother, she was my kindred

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Fine, I'll be your punching bag.Go on, take your shot.I'll be kind,I'll be gracious,I'll be everything you're not.Fine, I'll be your punching bag.You've done it all along.I'll give my consent,I won't resist,But I know you know it's wrong.Fine, I'll be your punching bag,But grant me this one grace:You can hit me high,You can hit me low,But please, no more in the face.Fine, I'll be your punching

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My heart's beating fast,And my head is reeling.I know you think it's badBut I love this feelingI've spent way too longCaring what they see;I'm done with that mess,Now I'm living for me.It may be shortBut it's how I wanna live.Only my all,That's all I wanna give.I love this feeling,Living on a high.I'm done with tears,No longer will I cry.Living for me.Living for now.Living for God,I'm living howI

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Be my inspirationJust don't blame meWhen you end up in a songGo ahead, this is an open invitation.In fact it's betterWhen you do it all wrong.Do it howYou think it should be done.Do it for me,But do it all wrong.Live your life,But let me live mine.Play it safe,I'll leave it all on the line.

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I feel so sickBut I'll make the most of it.Moan and complain,I'll take another hitOf life.I should be so grateful,But instead I resentYou and this life,And all you represent.In time you'll seeJust what you've done to me.I guess you did your best,Maybe it's better than the rest,But still...It sucks.And sometimes I hate it.I know you love me,But please don't fake it.When you're mad at meFor being

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"One day you're going to want that girl, that girl that knew she wasn't perfect, but tried to be perfect for you. The girl that believed the scraps of you she was given were worth it, because something was better than nothing. That girl who wanted nothing more than to be there for you, and loving you was the only way she could. The girl who saw your flaws, but valued them as much as your

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It's a weird feeling when a family member dies. It's not just grief, it's a sadness that consumes every cell in your body and you can feel it in your fingertips and on the soles of your feet.When the person has been sick for a while there's always a small sense of relief. But mostly there's a shock at the knowledge that the world can still exist without that person in it. From however far away

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1. Last beverage: water.2. Last phone call: recieved: tina sent: mom.3. Last text message: tina.4. Last song you heard: raise your glass, p!ink.5. Last time you cried: i think it was saturday.HAVE YOU EVER:6. Got back with someone you've broken up with: no.7. Been cheated on: no.8. Kissed someone & regretted it: yes.9. Lost someone special: yes.10. Been depressed: yes.11. Been drunk and threw up:

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82The man who thinks he knows something does not yet know as he ought to know. 3But the man who loves God is known by God.5For even if there are so-called gods, whether in heaven or on earth (as indeed there are many "gods" and many "lords"), 6yet for us there is but one God, the Father, from whom all things came and for whom we live; and there is but one Lord, Jesus Christ, through whom all

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ch. 5vs. 9-13I wrote you in my earlier letter that you shouldn't make yourselves at home among the sexually promiscuous. I didn't mean that you should have nothing at all to do with outsiders of that sort. Or with crooks, whether blue or white-collar. Or with spiritual phonies, for that matter. You'd have to leave the world entirely to do that! But I am saying that you shouldn't act as if

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it's occured to me that i do better week-by-week when i set out with goals. it starts me off with a positive attitude and it keeps me on track.so, goals for this week:go grocery shopping. make a list, buy healthy.exercise 2x a day. you've done it before, do it again.go to choir. leave on time, don't speed!practice Christmas music. use CD if necessecary.create a permanent food diary. buy one if

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i'm never going to be good enough.i've always heard people talk, from a Christian standpoint, about God bringing your significant other into your life when you're satisfied with Him or when you're content enough or "Christian enough" or whatever.so i've tried, my whole life, to be content with the fact that i'm single. and to be calm and patient and satisfied and perfect and whatever. but the

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so i'm in a really weird place after watching the Rizzoli & Isles season finale.on one hand i kind of want a hug. on another i don't even want to look at another person right now.i want to like throw up and punch something at the same time. [that is, the desires coincide, not that i wish for the actions to coincide. that would just be difficult.]and yet some sick, sadistic part of me wants, more

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i was sick yesterday. ran a little fever, whatever. i'm over it. but today i've been in a weird mood 'cause i'm in that "well enough to be bored but still too weak to actually do anything" state. and that's just not okay. so i've been like listening to good music and trying to be upbeat and whatever. so i look over and see how many kleenexes have missed my trashcan over the last few days and i'm

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sooo...familyhandbell reuniongood friendsworking outAggies winningmore working outmusic practicingdaydreaming...all have made this a wonderful weekend!goals for this week:work out 2x a day (YOU CAN DO IT!!)bring some one to choir wednesdaymeet up with Heatherwork on Colorado stuff [[more to come later]]research disney trip -plane tkts!-get up early every dayread Bible/have quiet time every

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one of the worst parts of insomnia has to be the boredom (which really only adds insult to injury).like, i don't want to do anything that will get me ramped up physically (like clean) just in case i start getting sleepy. i can't do anything loud 'cause there are sleeping people all over my house. being almost 5am, not many of my friends are online (and the people who don't understand berate me

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i don't understand people who become adults and want to live in the same area they grew up in. i mean i guess it's one thing if you grew up in like LA or NYC or i guess really any big city, but the area i grew up in has a population of about 100,000 people.100,00 people. and it's 2 hours or more to any major metropolitan area. yaaay, Texas.i'm just never understood that 2.4 kids, house in the

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thinkin' 'bout things i shouldn't be thinkin' 'boutrememberin' days and years gone bywishin' i could be there to hug the pain awayit's retarded that i can't be with you tonighti hate this, bein' away from you,but bein' with you is so messed upi love you so much i can't even saybut i know my love'll never be enoughhow can we be so far awayyet i'm closer to you than to any onei wanna be with you

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i know that's ridiculous, and i'll definitely post more on this later, but i just wanted to put that out into the universe once and for all.i've wanted to be on tv since i was 3.television has always been more than entertainment to me, it's a passion.i want to be an actress.i know it's stupid, i know it's crazy, and i know it's not something i'm physically cut out for, but it's what i know, and

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excitednervoushappysadangryconfusedfrustratedlonelysurroundedsympatheticempatheticapatheticbetrayedlovedannoyedmisunderstoodexhaustedscaredignoredoverpoweredjustifiedaccusedberatedboredoverwhelmedhurthopefulhopelessopensingularunderwhelmedclosedempoweredself-righteousunworthytalentedtalentlessindignantintelligentoverstimulatedtiredawakehateloveamusedbemused

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this may be fairly elementary and i'd love to hear your thoughts, but God has put this into my conscious twice now so i thought i should write it down.i am human. this is my species. Yahweh is God. that's His "species".i am a cheerleader. not every one i know has seen me cheer, and most people would find this hard to believe because they've never seen it with their own eyes, but this is a truth

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i would like to point out that i am a happy person. most of my posts haven't come across that way lately, but it's true. my family is going through some hard times due to my grandfather's rapid progression of alzheimer's, and this is kind of my place to vent. i've thought about taking down some of my more depressing posts, but they're part of me and they're an expression of my feelings and once i

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i wish i had the courage to say what i really feel/think/believe.i wish i knew what courage is.i wish my life were different.i wish i could go back and do it all over.i wish my grandfather weren't slowly dieing.i wish i had some one to snuggle with at night.i wish i could sing like kelly clarkson and christina aguilera's lovechild.i wish i had the body of sarah jessica parker.i wish i were

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i have all these amazing opportunities that most people would kill for. i am so blessed and fortunate and whatever the hell else you wanna call it and none of it matters because it's not what i want. i have healthy food on my table and a beautiful roof over my head and my choice of cars to drive. i have a family who loves me and two nieces and a nephew that i adore. i have the essentials to

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i'm currently sitting in a bubble bath lit by candles listening to good music, texting my best friend, and blogging. *sigh* i love my life...i went to see the last song with my best friend tonight. it was actually good. there were a couple scenes where the acting could've used work (miley was surprisingly decent, but her co-star, liam hemsworth, came off as a little green), and i called literally

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there's a trait that almost all girls and women possess. we all fall prey to a certain mindset. i don't know if there's a name for this, but there should be. and since "there's no way i'll ever be good enough for that boy but wouldn't it be awesome if he for some reason thought i was syndrome" is a little long, we'll just call it esteem syndrome.esteem syndrome generally starts around middle

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the nod Gibbs gives after he said Jen's work proved she should've stayed a field agent (frame-up)when Jenny doesn't ask Gibbs to stay the night, but he says no anyway. when Ziva and Tony first meetwhen Ziva pulls out a Hebrew copy of GSMthe look McGee gives after he says he's gonna get a ntterbutter (reunion)the smile on Ziva's face when McGee finds her on the bench (reunion)the tear on Ziva's

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okay. a little backstory for those of you who have never been to my house before: to get to the shower [upstairs] i have to go through the spare room at the end of the hall. while this room has been many things over the years, it has turned mostly into a stuff room. it doubles, however, as Kennedy's (my 2-year-old niece's) room when she and her brother and sister sleep over.so i'm walking to the

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i am determined that i will not live "under the circumstances" this year. i will not just "go with the flow" or say "it is what it is". i will make what i want of each hour, each day, and each month. i will determine my own successes and attitudes, and take responsibility for my failures and wrongdoings. i will not make excuses, nor will i shrug blame, but will instead own up to my errors. i will

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ok, so i know it's cliche, and a few years ago i swore that i'd never make another NYR, but i'm doing it anyway.go to "big" church at least twice a month (even if it's not my own)tithecontribute to the 365 project regularly (once a week, starting the week i get back to Texas)lose at least 1.5 lbs/week until i'm down to my ideal weight (125 lbs) the healthy way. dress every day like the

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GibbsSome idiot smuggled a koala onto a submarine.Miracles take hard work, Commander.And do turn up the charm, Ziva David, you're a geek, not mentally deranged.Close your eyes. You feel the wood? You don't get a sensation like that from a power tool.TonySo this nutjob was running through the mess hall, and he's completely naked, which is weird...I hate it when you don't know what you're looking

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this was originally written by an author i recently ran into on fanfiction.net. here is her profile:http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1293976/rainpaintFirst and foremost, I am a Christian. I realize that that simple fact puts me at odds with some people, but let me try to explain what that means, in a way you might not have considered before.People say, "If God is love, then He won't send people to

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it occurs to me that guys think girls are complicated. usually, we're telling you exactly what we want, you just don't always understand it. so here's a little guide to what we say or do, and what that means.when i walk away, i want you to follow me.when i shut you out, i want you to fight for me.when you know something's wrong, but i say it's "fine", i want you to ask me again.when i'm upset and

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SocialInterview.com asked me:"If you knew today was your last day on Earth, how would you spend it and why?"I answered:"i'd do all the things i'm scared to do now. i'd take pictures of myself. i'd go to the beach in a bikini. i'd stand up in the traditional service of my church and sing what i want. i'd go sky diving. i'd swim in a lake. i'd kiss the guy i like. i'd make up with some old friends

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It's easy to feel like you're all aloneTo feel like nobody knowsThe great that you areThe good that's inside youIs trying so hard to break throughMaybe it's your time to lift off and flyYou won't know if you never tryI will be there with you all of the wayYou'll be fineDon't let anyone tell youThat you're not strong enoughDon't give upThere's nothing wrong with just being yourselfThat's more than

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the theme song of my life:I was born in Tennessee Late July humidityDoctor said I was lucky to be aliveI’ve been trouble since the day that I got hereTrouble till the day that I disappearThat’ll be the day that I finally get it rightThere is hope for me yetBecause God won’t forgetAll the plans he’s made for meI have to wait and seeHe’s not finished with me yetI never really was that good in

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i'm just a different kind of person. i'm not made like every one else.i'll tell you i'm a city chick, but there's nothing i love more than sitting in a forest, listening to a waterfall.i'd rather lay around my house in my best dress and go out in public in my most comfortable sweat pants.i love shoes, but i hate wearing them.i love the night because of its darkness, but i never sleep well at

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i lay here with my window open, listening to the sounds of the rain.i stare out the windows and see the trees standing in their shower, being washed clean for a new day.i feel the breeze as it flows through my room.the car noises pass and fade, eventually leaving altogether.but the rain stays.the beautiful rain whose sounds lull me,whose feel excites me,whose smell fills me with hope,whose sight

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In the movie of your life, who would play......You?Sara Rue...a curvy redhead with a head for comedy and a heart for love....Your love interest?Brad Pitt...just the type of guy i go for: too perfect to be obtainable. with, of course, the Abercrombie-model good looks....Your best friend?Jennifer Garner...so loving and smart, she knows what to say and how to cheer me up when Bradley there ends up

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being a woman is NOT a weakness. and using phrases like "man up" or "grow a pair" just propagates that myth. i'm not a feminist, but i still take pride in being a STRONG woman. DON'T underestimate me - i fight like a GIRL.

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TV. the dirtiest of addictive drugs.JAGALIASNumb3rsIn Plain SightHouse, M.D.The West Wingand now...Lie to Memy shows. my drug. my addiction.the drama! the action!the unimaginably gorgeous actors, and the characters that make them attractive!AH! i love it.it is now 5:34 in the morning, and i have been trying to clear out my DVR since 9. the only problem is, i haven't been able to delete like

Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12964787586425402719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2211947072513761039.post-46746746309910554562009-04-25T14:25:00.002-05:002009-04-25T14:32:19.463-05:00

currently listening to: "Finally" by Fergiecurrent mood: asleepi'll make this short 'cause i'm falling asleep on my keyboard and i gotta get to napping if i'm gonna do it. i just wanted to jot down a couple things to blog about later.1. the west wing - my new favorite obsession. holyfreakingcow it's amazing.2. puppies - i had a dream last night that i got a dalmation puppy and now i have this

Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12964787586425402719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2211947072513761039.post-28867578405074338602009-04-22T08:32:00.002-05:002009-04-22T08:35:49.772-05:00

Why are you striving these daysWhy are you trying to earn graceWhy are you cryingLet me lift up your faceJust don't turn awayWhy are you looking for loveWhy are you still searching as if I'm not enoughTo where will you go childTell me where will you runTo where will you runAnd I'll be by your sideWherever you fallIn the dead of nightWhenever you callAnd please don't fightThese hands that are

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current mood: insomniac-ishcurrently watching: SouthLAndok. WHY are all the cute actors like way older than me?? i looked up this guy, Benjamin McKenzie, expecting for him to be like 25 or something. he's THIRTY-ONE!! SO not fair!! ok, so me being 19, even if he was like 25 that'd still be a stretch [oh yeah, not to mention he's an actor], but 31?!? once again, SO. NOT. FAIR. geez. my sister

Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12964787586425402719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2211947072513761039.post-16704143066280003982009-03-31T04:03:00.004-05:002009-04-07T22:19:48.434-05:00

warning: if you are a fan of House, DO NOT read this!!!i'm serious.the whole thing is one big spoiler.and i mean big.like knowing the end of season 4 times like 20.if you don't know the end of season 4, then you're not a hardcore fan, so you can read this.*SPOILER*if you're a grief counselor, i'm probably gonna need you about this time next week.I DON'T WANT CAMERON TO DIE!!!!!!! and i can list

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currently [not] reading: houseisright.commood: OH MY FREAKING GOSH!!!OH MY FREAKING GOSH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i'm like so freaking out right now!!!okay.breathe.whoo.so i have the houseisright.com RSS feed on my homepage, and today i saw something on there that i wish i hadn't seen. and now i'm absolutely gonna CRY!! only i'm not joking. i'm like seriously tearing up. go read if you want, but be warned,

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currently reading: confessions of a shopaholiccurrent mood: astonished, and a little freaked out.ok. go here and just look around for a minute.are you freaking out? that totally freaked me out.first off the prices. HOLY COW. of course, the thing i liked most was the black eyelet gown. seven THOUSAND, three hundred ninety five dollars. what the heck am i messing around with music for? i should be

Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12964787586425402719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2211947072513761039.post-74130419689610858872009-01-27T05:36:00.002-06:002009-01-27T06:00:31.966-06:00

current mood: uber chill.currently listening to: "teardrop" by massive attack. aka the House, M.D. theme.soooooo... i really have nothing to post about, but it's 5:40, i can't sleep, and i haven't posted in... some time (idk how long).my computer's doing this weird thing where it randomly picks letters to not interpret. like i know i'm hitting the keys, but the letters aren't showing up.

Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12964787586425402719noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2211947072513761039.post-31007967226306965602009-01-15T06:35:00.004-06:002009-01-15T07:08:54.115-06:00

Audience of One by Big Daddy WeaveI come on my kneesTo lay down before youBringing all that I amLonging only to know youSeeking your faceAnd not only your handI find you embracing meJust as I amAnd I lift these songsTo you and you aloneAs I sing to youIn my praises make your homeTo my audience of oneYou are Father, and you are SonAs your spirit flows free,Let it find within meA heart that beats

Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12964787586425402719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2211947072513761039.post-45251043713815361402009-01-12T23:54:00.002-06:002009-01-13T00:14:10.557-06:00

current mood: practically asleepcurrently watching: E!'s fashion policethe golden globes were AMAZING. they're always my favorite awards show. every one's so relaxed and chill. my current obsession, Olivia Wilde, was nominated by the fashion police for best dressed of the night [idk who won, i watched the first 20 minutes then came to bed b/c i was falling asleep], and she so totally deserved it.

Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12964787586425402719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2211947072513761039.post-78947157726096055822009-01-11T22:55:00.001-06:002009-01-11T22:57:06.063-06:00

current mood: fragile.currently listening to: "you raise me up" by selahi need a hug.topics to be discussed tomorrow: the west wing and the golden globes.

Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12964787586425402719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2211947072513761039.post-32074060363902499662009-01-09T14:17:00.002-06:002009-01-09T14:28:42.749-06:00

current mood: chilled to the point of boredomcurrently listening to: "crazy" by britney spears. love that chick.so i got a spur-of-the-moment haircut yesterday. my tanning place is really near my hair place, and i was over there, so i went in to see my person and hopefully make an appointment. amazingly she had one open that afternoon. i was originally a little trepidatious about it, i was just

Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12964787586425402719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2211947072513761039.post-55248370067983906952009-01-08T09:59:00.002-06:002009-01-08T10:03:13.220-06:00

mood: much much better.currently listening to: "Tripping Billies" by DMB...it's amazing what a meal, a couple ibuprofen, and a really good piece of chocolate can do.i'm off to get a pedicure.

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mood: insanely annoyed.currently reading: houseisright.comso, every thing's bugging me right now. which is weird cause i'm not tired or, well, i guess i am a little hungry seeing as i haven't eaten in 14 hours. but i don't have any appetite. but that's beside the point. i'm like on this rampage to like fix everything that's wrong in the world. i was reading this blog i subscribe to and there were

Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12964787586425402719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2211947072513761039.post-31987247631571168102009-01-07T01:03:00.002-06:002009-01-07T01:35:59.554-06:00

mood: depressed, but really glad i can get this out.currently listening to: "some devil" by Dave Matthewswarning: this entry is completely depressing, read AYOR.357 days of the year, i love being single. i revere it. i plan to stay that way forever and never never EVER have kids. [don't get me wrong, i love the crap out of kids. i'm simply NOT cut out to be a mother.]those other 8 days, though...

Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12964787586425402719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2211947072513761039.post-3250508660068330932009-01-04T02:38:00.001-06:002009-01-04T03:37:02.645-06:00

current mood: insomnia-ic/writer'sblock-ishcurrently listening to: rockferry, by duffy-sooooo, yay, blog one!i've been meaning to create a blog since april. why i haven't done it until now, idk. why i am now, that i do know. but it's not really all that important to you.i thought and thought and thought about creating my own blog. i considered making it topical, but 1) i'm not obsessed enough

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