Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Random

It's nice to be hit on.

I wish I could cry... I feel the need for a good, cleansing release.

Since when did communicating with men become so difficult for me? Did I forget how to speak Man-ese?

Ever wonder just what the hell you are doing?

I feel a storm coming on... lots of stuff boiling under the surface...

I survived another Bloomsday on Sunday. My time was my worst yet at 1:23. I don't recommend drinking yourself stupid (or bitchy, as Ken put it) 2 nights before a 7.4 mile run.

I love watching people dance.

I should be sleeping...

...Goodnight Moon!

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