08-04-00 Friday


Man...I can't even keep track of the days anymore. I honestly thought today was Wednesday. Well it's actually really early Friday. but I'm speaking in terms of Thursday...What's wrong with me? I've been having brain problems...like this morning...when I was rudely awakened by the telephone. (what is up with people calling while I'm still in bed??? ya...so I sleep until 1 in the afternoon, but honestly...) my brother comes in, wakes me up, and hands me the phone. So I'm in between sleep and awake. It was Chris...he asked what I'd planned for the day. If I was going to be home. (silly me, I was half asleep and neglected to mention that I had a bunch of crap to do) so he said he'd call back later. Thank heavens I got out of the house. Thank heavens he never got a hold of me. Cause if I had been in the right state of mind...I would have told him I'd be busy. but...instead...I told him I wasn't...and then made myself so. Don't take this the wrong way. I'm NOT a shady person...but I get extremely deceitful when it comes to Chris. I don't trust any situation involving him. I don't trust him. period. Not only is he...whiny...and annoying (to a degree. I could handle that) but he's also borderline psychotic. He's a stones throw away from stalker status. No one believes me...except Laurie maybe. She's my witness, to one act of stalker behavior...but no one else saw the second act. So no one else can understand how much he really scares me.

~How do we wind up this way? Watching our mouths for the words that we say.~

I'm having a great conversation with Alanna about how much we detest all of the male part of society right now. I don't know...I can't say I hate them. I was explaining how even if we hate them...they always do something cute that makes us fall flat on our faces. That's why I hate guys. Cause no matter how rude or how obnoxious they can be...you turn around...and the next thing you know, they're absolutely sweet. Impossible...but we're starting a we hate boys cult, and we're driving to Texas to capture one in particular. Possibly two...if the second is willing to change his mind about his sexuality. (cough) Anyhow...Nicole and I kicked some major butt at the gym tonight. We did our first aerobics class...and it was great. So I came home...still shaking from my work out...(that and the fact that I hadn't barely eaten a thing) and I ravaged my sub...and since that I've had a chocolate milk thingy, a glass of orange juice, a glass of pink lemonade, and a glass of water. I feel skinny. I feel healthy. Even though I eat junk food. and I sit on my butt for the majority of the day...that's ok.

~Pardon me while I burst into flames~

I'm currently obsessed with Incubus. They're awesome. I'm tired. So it's off to bed with me.

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