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Nov. 8th, 2006 12:15 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Well I woke up today with a rather pleasant surprise creeping beneath my covers.
0.o
A nice spider to start the day out.
I guess though its good to start the day out with an uncoordinated dance,
gets the blood flowing.
Last night I had a bad moment of lonely lexi is depressedly emo and can't sleep and was up till the wee hours of the morn.
surprise
surprise
I made it through the night though.
Isn't that always the way, just when you think you aren't going to make it for some reason your body keeps on living anyways. Its as if all that stuff going on your head....is just that, stuff going on in your head.
My beau is amazing. He instinctively knows, even though he lives in another city, to call me and remind me that he loves me. It's as if there is a red flag in his brain that flips up and sirens go off, and he says "ahh yes my lovely, but somewhat disturbed girlfriend is acting more disturbed then lovely at this moment. I better call her and remind her I still think shes lovely."
In other news, I don't think I mentioned this before but I have found that I like cooking. Its like a crazy edible science experiment. And my next experiment is going to be a flourless chocolate torte. Yes, if I am going to cook I am going to cook comfort food and baked goods of sweetness.
Perhaps if the nurses let me ::hint hint:: they will let me meander in to the kitchen and make some snickerdoodle cookies or fuzzy naval cupcakes for everyone between shock therapy sessions.
0.o
A nice spider to start the day out.
I guess though its good to start the day out with an uncoordinated dance,
gets the blood flowing.
Last night I had a bad moment of lonely lexi is depressedly emo and can't sleep and was up till the wee hours of the morn.
surprise
surprise
I made it through the night though.
Isn't that always the way, just when you think you aren't going to make it for some reason your body keeps on living anyways. Its as if all that stuff going on your head....is just that, stuff going on in your head.
My beau is amazing. He instinctively knows, even though he lives in another city, to call me and remind me that he loves me. It's as if there is a red flag in his brain that flips up and sirens go off, and he says "ahh yes my lovely, but somewhat disturbed girlfriend is acting more disturbed then lovely at this moment. I better call her and remind her I still think shes lovely."
In other news, I don't think I mentioned this before but I have found that I like cooking. Its like a crazy edible science experiment. And my next experiment is going to be a flourless chocolate torte. Yes, if I am going to cook I am going to cook comfort food and baked goods of sweetness.
Perhaps if the nurses let me ::hint hint:: they will let me meander in to the kitchen and make some snickerdoodle cookies or fuzzy naval cupcakes for everyone between shock therapy sessions.