Friday, November 12, 2004

I am in love.

This may come as a shock to many of you, hell - it shocks me. So, I will say it again, just so you know I am serious.

I am in love.

I finally understand, maybe for the first time in my life, what love really means. Love is more than never having to say you're sorry. Love is an emotional connection. It is evidenced by the tears you try to fight back when you can't be with the one you love. It is strange and wonderful.

That tingly feeling.... the bubbly wonderment of it all. To think, with me for all of these years.... right under my nose... and finally I realize it. Finally, I admit it to myself that I am, in fact, in love. It is crazy! It is so crazy I know it must be real. Diet Coke, I love you. I love you in all shapes and sizes: 12 oz can, 20 oz bottle or 2 liter. I love you in all of your moods: caffeine free, cherry, vanilla, and with lime. I love you. I love you in groups - 6 pack, 12 pack, or a case from Sams. All of my exes, Diet Sprite, Diet Dr.Pepper, Diet Barqs.... they mean nothing to me.

Diet Coke, you are the one! The real thing! Diet Coke.... I LOVE you!!!!!

Tuesday, November 09, 2004

My mom thinks I am bulimic. LMFAO. Niiice. She saw the remnants of orange shit in the toilet. Let it be known that I do flush.... anyway, she knew shit couldnt be that color... so naturally I am chucking. LMFAO.