I woke up at 4:30 this morning in a panic. I'd had another...dream.
I don't remember much of this one, only that I was sitting in the bathroom waiting. Waiting for the pregnancy test to show my results. Picked up the test, saw the result, and woke up in a panic.
Ugh, what the hell are my dreams trying to tell me?
I blame Chris. And his wild ( Read more... )

I had the weirdest dream last night. I swear my mind is far too over active. I dreamed that I was a "slave" bdsm style. Except that my "master" was this satan worshipping nut job. He wanted me to read from the bible, so I did, and quickly realized it was the satanic bible. Flames errupted, bubbling lava...etc. I woke up calmed myself and ( Read more... )

The weather was absolutely amazing today. Walked around the park after work.
( Wish it'd last forever. )

Chris told me I'm not allowed to update my journal with anything "meaningful". So. ( Click here for meaningless crap. )

In 1990, Terri Schiavo’s heart briefly stopped, apparently due to an eating disorder, leaving her severely brain damaged. For the last 15 years she has been living in a hospital room in Florida, relying on a feeding tube to survive ( Read more... )

I get bored with online journals. I start out all rip roaring to go, and eventually fizzle out to the point where I can barely remember my password. Of course, by the time I'm racking my brain for clues to the forgotten password, I'm wanting to write again ( Read more... )

( Mi Amor )

Happy Valentines Day! ( Love is in the... )

"Theres my girl. I remember when she was just a little girl, and papa and I came to visit, she would run back to her mommies room and stuff her moms purse full of barbies and little socks and drag the purse to the kitchen. I'd say, 'Peanut where are you going?' and she'd always smile at me and say, 'I'm going to mawmaw's house ( Read more... )

Long time no see.
Nothing to write about. Not anything important really. So, I'll skip all the filler.
( Santa was good )