Lots of sleep and two seasons of "Sex and the City" later... I've got cabin fever.
I really do.

Everytime that I listen to Sarah Slean's "Vertigo"- all I can think of is Lucille II.

I've joined a disco band.

I think I hate music.

Hilarious.

My life is on a curvy road that hopefully is headed in the general vicinity of the "right direction".

I ate bridge mixture last night.

It did nothing to alleviate my problems.

Warning- if you are going to see Perfect Pie and are in any way emotional or attached to the actors involved, then I highly suggest you bring tissue.

I want to go again tonight, but I don't know if I can take it twice in one weekend. I might have to build up my courage for next weekend.

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Despite the fact that I've been singing songs about it in choir, and we decorated our house this weekend and that yesterday was the first Sunday of Advent..

I almost forgot about Christmas.

I saw Mrs. Finlay breastfeeding her son.

Cry + cry + cry - stress + smile + laugh + accomplishment + America's Next Top Model = happy.

QED.