Inside her mind..
31 year old gal. Lives in Boulder, CO. Eats non-dairy powdered coffee creamer for fun. Surrounds herself with dogs, horses, friends, and one hot boy. (this is a temporary blogger template - stay tuned for major changes)Thursday, July 25, 2002
There have been piles of papers sitting around the house..I'm a little disorganized so I had all my bill receipts, important papers, insurance, bank statements, etc just piling up this year. I never used to be like this I swear! So I sorted through all of them, filed the important papers away, recycled the rest. I came out with a few treasures!! Yay for TRESHA!
1. One Strawberry Tootsie Pop - contrary to popular belief, it was promptly eaten, not stuck up my ass. It was about 10 months old.. but hey, hard candy doesn't go bad right?
2. Old Navy Gift Card - from Mark, unknown amount. Yay, I'll have something to do this weekend.. shop for new clothes. This is good because jeans I just got a few weeks ago which were a size lower than I normally wear are getting loose for me now.
3. Gift certificate for 1 pound of Sees chocolate - yum. I should probably get this AFTER I buy my new jeans.
Mom and Mark are headed for a week in Korea tomorrow.. I'll miss them!! But I'll be happy that Mark will be moving up here soon after he gets back. I told Mom to buy me necklaces and earrings.. fun stuff.
I'm sorry Lizette for overreacting.. I hope you understand the circumstances surrounding my reaction. Anyways, I don't want to fight with you.. I need you in my life! Heh, this must be a first.. apologizing to your sister over blogger. But I know she'll read this probaby before her email or phone, whatever.
I spoke to Miho for the first time in a while last night on the phone.. we had an awesome conversation. I'm so lucky to have her in my life.. talking to your best friend is therapeutic and she couldn't have called at a better time. I don't think she reads this, but I love you girl!!
In my July 12th entry I mentioned a guy. I don't talk about him very often because my feelings for him are one of the very few things I've kept private from this journal. I mention him now because I just need to keep reminding myself to forget about those feelings.. I was doing just fine ignoring them and moving on with my life. But how can I forget about them when he contacts me and jokes around about moving up to Washington? Damn you. Don't say it unless you mean it.
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