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Papa John's Pizza for lunch with Jessie. It's so good, it's almost orgasmic. ;-)


I cut my visit with Jessie short. Why? I'm wondering that myself.


I'm flipping between MTV, VH-1 & CMT.


My mother.


How you can write something one day and find it so funny or embarrassing the next.

saturday, june 17th

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Quote Du Jour:
"The smile on your face lets me know that you need me. There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me. The touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall. You say it best when you say nothing at all." (Alison Krauss, "When You Say Nothing At All")

I've got a job that pays pretty good and isn't too hard. I've got good friends. I'm getting some training now for a job I will want some day. I've got a good family. My little cousins are the cutest things in the whole world. i've had a lot more opportunities in life than so many other folks. I'm not poor. I'm not hungry. I'm not homeless. I'm the happiest person in the whole wide world.

Okay, with that out of the way... why are there so many times where I feel so damn sad without any good reason? If someone dies, you can be sad. If you have a bad day at work, being sad is okay. If you get in a fight with a friend, you can knock yourself out with sadness. I understand all of that. But why on good days is there sadness?

Damn, that's a good question. I wish I had the answer. (2332)

I must admit that I wrote the above entry on Friday morning about 4:31. The Friday entry was a full and I had already logged off of the server, so I tacked it on to today's entry. That doesn't make it any less true. (2333)

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