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Friday, September 02, 2005
I always think of a million things to say when my blog swims past my thoughts. But when i actually think to write about one of them, it all sounds to inane and superficial. So what brought me out today?
My boobs hurt.
It's surely time for my Aunt Rose to stay for a visit. But it's another symptom of my misery lately from working it to the bone. My usually flawless skin (something, out of the trillion worry zones on my body i never had to stress) is warring against my (lack of) sleep schedule. My gums are disintegrating and my toothaches are waxing and waning with ferocity. I'm working out wiht my favorites gym bunnies (not at the gym, how plebian!) but i still feel gross and spindly.
I went to WHole FOods this morning, to pick up my favorite peppermint water treat, in hopes of it picking up my spirits. Better yet was a cute boy in front of me at the counter. We shyly acknowledge each other's presence. I noticed he donated to the REd Cross (something I didn't do) and I wondered how other people grow a conversation under such mundane settings. As i left, walking to my car, i saw him again and i raised my hand and he nodded.
How does salvage a date creating moment in seconds?? Let me know. He was painfully cute.
10:35 AM
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