Would you? ... Would you? They met as you and I.

Les Mis.

My first musical/ anything. Is awesome.

I love everyone. Except a select few.

Or a select one.

I made a new black friend. She is awesome.

Patrick and i had our first Patrick and Melanie Club meeting.

Claude.

I got a knitting kit. Its fun to knit. I'm still reading feed.

And its still wierd.

But I like reading .

I was in Nashville, Tennesee last year, after the show I went to a

Waffle House,

I'm not proud of it, I was hungry. And I'm alone,

I'm eating and I'm reading a book, right?

 Waitress walks over to me, "Tch tch tch tch.

Hey, what you readin' for?"
Is that like the weirdest fucking question you've ever heard?

 Not what am I reading, but what am I reading for.

Well, godammit,

 you stumped me.

Why do I read?
Well... hmmm... I guess I read for a lot of reasons, and the

main one is so

 I don't end up being a fucking waffle waitress.
-Bill Hicks.

And i kinda lied about the being single thing. Don't get

me wrong I am still single.

BUt after a while you want someone there......

Sometimes. I'm just not a needy girl.

Kevin Lomax: What about love?
John Milton: Overrated. Biochemically no different from

eating large quantities of chocolate.
 Thats what I feel like sometimes

And then sometimes I feel like this

Ronny Cammareri: I love you.
Loretta Castorini: Snap out of it!

But lately I have been feeling like this

Seth: I'd rather have one breath of her hair, one kiss of her mouth,

one touch of her hand than an eternity without it. One.

But replace the her and put a him.

Its wierd If you go to some of my frist posts I'm going gaga over Julian.

Now I'm going gaga over love itself