� | click here for flickr! 2006-04-10 too long til my next day of skiing I used to be a good writer. I don't mean in the creative sense, but rather in the structured sense. I was an english teacher's daughter whose mother had written in green ink all over her book reports. I had a knack for grammar and spelling and structure that was beaten into me. I've been having lots of anxiety dreams lately. almost all of them are about babies. usually they are deflated or dehydrated and i spend the whole dream either trying to blow them back up or pour water on them like they were little dinosaur sponged that grow with liquid. The wedding is 2 months and 2 weeks away. lots to do still. i should probably be more stressed than i feel. speaking of hydration. I didn't hydrate nearly enough yesterday. Time to pour the water down the throat. [ previous� �|� � next ]
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