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from the deepest depth of my soul.
from the deepest depth of my soul.
February 19th, 2008
August 22nd, 2007
August 20th, 2007
2 days left to go.
PS. If I hear any more people bitching about MY HOME TOWN they will wake to find my big ass hiking boots permanently wedged into the side of their head.
Welcome back folks <3
PS. If I hear any more people bitching about MY HOME TOWN they will wake to find my big ass hiking boots permanently wedged into the side of their head.
Welcome back folks <3
August 10th, 2007
August 4th, 2007
Uh I have a backpacking back pack and a web cam now.
WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
August 1st, 2007
New Plan: Go to France and lose 300 pounds.... I could handle that for a while.
PS. No really.
PS. No really.
Enter day two of sore throat.
Betsy in a rage of self pity, self loathing and a need to quell the pain - literally and figuratively, consumes almost an entire container of Coffee Ice Cream.
Woe is me.
PS. Liana i miss you
Betsy in a rage of self pity, self loathing and a need to quell the pain - literally and figuratively, consumes almost an entire container of Coffee Ice Cream.
Woe is me.
PS. Liana i miss you
July 23rd, 2007
Yesterday P and I got up and out of bed at 5:45pm
We made "breakfast" which consisted of toast and vanilla ice cream and then got in the car and drove over to Paul's where Paul's mom made the gang a spaghetti and meatballs dinner :D
We then watched Equilibrium: thegreatestbadactionmovieofalltimeohmygo
And got in the car, drove home and went back to bed.
Sometimes my life is fuckin sweet.
We made "breakfast" which consisted of toast and vanilla ice cream and then got in the car and drove over to Paul's where Paul's mom made the gang a spaghetti and meatballs dinner :D
We then watched Equilibrium: thegreatestbadactionmovieofalltimeohmygo
And got in the car, drove home and went back to bed.
Sometimes my life is fuckin sweet.
July 18th, 2007
And so our fair heroine starts out on a new mission today: to learn how to meditate.
Her friends can do it, her boyfriend can do it and even her friggen mom can do it. But alas, she can not. And that's not so cool.
But here's the thing - what the hell really is meditating anyway? I've tried it in yoga where you're supposed to think about one thing - but then I think of a thing and then think about how I'm thinking about a thing and then thinking about how I'm actually not thinking exclusively about that thing anymore and that's about the point where I say fuck it.
Please oh please fair people of the world - tell me how to meditate. That would make me happy. And probably a lot less crazy.
Her friends can do it, her boyfriend can do it and even her friggen mom can do it. But alas, she can not. And that's not so cool.
But here's the thing - what the hell really is meditating anyway? I've tried it in yoga where you're supposed to think about one thing - but then I think of a thing and then think about how I'm thinking about a thing and then thinking about how I'm actually not thinking exclusively about that thing anymore and that's about the point where I say fuck it.
Please oh please fair people of the world - tell me how to meditate. That would make me happy. And probably a lot less crazy.
July 15th, 2007
So...
HAIR = awesome
Watching hair with my mom = awesomer
Watching hair with my mom and a row of 60+ year old family friends (aka good 'ol hippies) = awesomerer
Dancing on stage at said performance = awesomest
I need to be a show again :)
HAIR = awesome
Watching hair with my mom = awesomer
Watching hair with my mom and a row of 60+ year old family friends (aka good 'ol hippies) = awesomerer
Dancing on stage at said performance = awesomest
I need to be a show again :)
