2011

I know NoJoMo is over, but that picture is so pretty.  If I had the original, I would change the wording on the picture.  But I am not photo-savvy enough to know how to do that.  So for right now it stays. The response I got to my last entry was kind of overwhelming.  I…

I was going to note back to one of my favorites, but I realised I had more that I wanted to work through and write out.  Her entry and our ensuing notes merely prompted all this to come more forefront than in the past. Manny and I have a complicated past.  To be fair, I…

I so fail at this whole NoJoMo thing.  I just have nothing that I really want to write about right now.  I found out the guy I've been messaging on okcupid just canceled his account cause he started seeing someone.  We've been messaging for about 2 months or so, and I'm not really ...

Now that its officially November..... So truth moment here. I have a dirty little guilty pleasure that I've been indulging recently. I started watching Gossip Girl on Netflix. And I am in love with Chuck Bass. There's no denying I had a weak spot for the asshole.  Its something I've never re...

So in an attempt to help sort out my stuff, I'm gonna try doing NoJoMo again.  Of all the monthly do-mo groups this one is by far my favorite, and really the only one I do.  Its not as daunting as any of the other ones for me, and something I do really enjoy.  I…

In the church circles, there is a term that floats - PK.  Our possible new pastor is a PK, or pastor's kid.  My dad, surprisingly enough, was a PK.  There is something about being a PK that marks you as different from other children.  Somehow, because you are a PK, your upbrin...

This is not meant to be a "political entry".  This is not meant to start huge debates and fights over who is right and who is wrong.  This is meant to be my diary, my place to write out my thoughts. Occupy Wall Street.  The 99 Percent.  The 53 Percent.  The Tea ...

I really feel that there needs to be a written account of my sleep habits this weekend.  Or rather lack thereof.  I stayed in bed or on the couch most of Saturday.  I didn't feel well and I was starting to lose my voice.  Great.  Went to work overnight.  Went to morn...

This past weekend has been a smashing of horrible horrible things and amazing wonderful things.  The great things have been amazing, and the bad things have been... well, horrible.  I haven't done play by play entries like this for a while, but I feel like this needs to be one of them. ...

I knew the pain would come eventually. I guess I wasn't expecting it to hurt this much. I remember one time when I broke up with one of my boyfriends (can't remember which one now) Megan said something to me about how during every breakup, you relive all the breakups you've had. You relive all&he...