Last night, Denisse and I talked about the people we wne to high school wtih. You never quite get those people out of your head, i guess becuase they make such and impression on you whenyou are there. Even the ones who are in your life just a short while. Its interesting when you come upon someone whom you havent seen in a long while. The way ( Read more... )

A night, a conversation, everything changes. Funny how that works. ANd it works so well. Everytime. All it takes is one conversation and it can change everything ( Read more... )

Things have been interesting. I woke up on the wrong side of the bed monday, and I was totally depressed all day. I even wrote a nice little journal entry at work, although it didnt end up here due to the fear that saving it, even to disk would also save it to the hard drive. And lets face it, I don't need the people at work seeing how really ( Read more... )

James and I are almost ready for our trip to Albuquerque. I love it there. Its a great city. We are going there for 2days and then driving out to Roswell where we will stay for one evening with his parents. We will also attend church Sunday night at Tabernacle. Which is a very dark, sick church. I am not excited about this, especially after ( Read more... )

My brother was taken in handcuffs yesterday afternoon ( Read more... )

Wind at my back. Beautifully cool after such a scorching day. Talked to Jason. It was a nice conversation, things needed to be said, he turned out to be a pretty caring friend ( Read more... )

Things are quiet here. There is a burning in my gut that is making me restless. All things are in a stale-mate. Avoiding people I shouldn't and not avoiding people I should. An indecent proposal has made me question my loyalty. This craving for actual commitment has made me rationalize it even further. I shouldnt even be considering it. It ( Read more... )

Always the martyr arent you? Always miss perfect? You never do anything wrong... you are always the victim. Poor Baby ( Read more... )

I am hurting right now. Rosie is leaving Sunday. I have tried to keep that friendship with no real luck, guess i failed. She is too busy to make time for me. Thats how it goes i guess. I probably wont get to see her before she leaves, and our last conversations will be over voice mail i am guessing. James thinks her pushing me away is her way ( Read more... )

Its funny how i really only write in this thing when i am upset, or something is troubling me. I guess when things are going well there is nothing to write ( Read more... )