What is love? I mean really.. what is it? It's a feeling we get when we're around certain people. But I feel good when I'm around a lot of people. So is love the feeling that's associated when you're sexually attracted to someone as well as feeling good? Or is that lust ( Read more... )

Well, about a year ago my husband left, only to return to get his crap out of my apartment. For 3 years we never really had a fight. Other than your basic jealously fight... him not understanding why I have guy friends. And then, one night before he was going to Temecula we went out to a fancy dinner, paid for by my work (thanks to an all nighter ( Read more... )

Oh the future. It's so far, and yet, so close. I'll be home in 4 weeks and I have A LOT to be prepared for. Mostly that it might actually be harder than I thought to get a job. Amy is helping me re-work my resume so it won't look like I've had so many gaps. Explaining why I left the country for 5 months will be fairly easy if I get in front of ( Read more... )

My grandma died a couple weeks ago while Brian and I were on vacation (as if living in Malaysia isn't a vacation in and of itself) in the Perhentian Islands. I had a moment where I teared up and started crying, but quickly moved on. Didn't want to ruin the good time we were having ( Read more... )

I miss my baby (the miata). I miss driving curvy roads with the top down. I miss my mom's cooking. I miss baking. Ohhhhhh, do I miss baking!! I used to bake something at least once a week, and it SUCKS not having an oven! I miss cooking on that same note. I miss cold nights. I miss the fog. I miss crickets and frogs at night. I miss my comfy bed, ( Read more... )

Or something. I'm feeling rather bitchy for no reason. I'm not entirely sure why. I started exercising again in hopes of keeping my random distaste for everything at bay. It's not really working, but it's only been a couple of days. It may be because I don't have lunch at work until 3pm. People without food become more bitchy. And the lack of sex. ( Read more... )

I haven't slept well in weeks. Tossing and turning. Thoughts about the future keep me up. That, and it's too hot, or it's too cold. The bed is crappy, the pillows are crappy, and the comforter is too heavy. And the mosquitoes won't leave me alone. Just yesterday I got bit 5 times in the office ( Read more... )

Xs. Is it okay to talk to them? Is it okay to be friends? Is it okay to be friends on social networks? Things we don't really talk about I guess. I started thinking about it when Brian's x posted a video of her young son on his page smoking a fake cigarette. Not only was I slightly offended, but why the hell do you need to tag Brian after 7 or so ( Read more... )

It sometimes seems impossible to have good communication skills. I want to talk about things, but I don't know to without upsetting someone. I don't like upsetting people. I like smooth sailing. But keeping things inside causes turmoil in the long run. I start thinking and over-analyzing. I start making up stories about how it's going to be without ( Read more... )

My stupid x husband said he wanted to be friends with me when we split. Sure, I said. Fine, I said. Not that I wanted that, but I now know that's not really what he wanted either. I guess that's a good thing. The past is just that. The past. I don't wish anything bad for him. It's good to know it's really done. For good. Forever ( Read more... )