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Sunday, October 29, 2006
to see if i could feel
"last night i had two beers.
no, i was not drunk. but it was starting to effect my coordination enough to make me slip on my way down the staircase.
i tried to hold onto the railing.
i failed miserably because, i now have something somewhere between a little cut and a big bruise on my arm.
its hurts.
its sad.

this is good news to some.
its okay, i don't like me either.


well.. no that's a lie.
i love me.
but i cannot justify my actions.. or the lack thereof.
nor can i appologize.
but i AM sorry for not being sorry."


that covers a little of what i have to say tonight.
my Leeloo "costume" is failing, miserably. :( but i'm gonna try till i can try no more.
let's see, what else? well, Devon invited me to go to either Colorado or Vancouver with him. to stay. to live. i can't deny, it is a tempting thought.
oh wow, i just imagined...
just packing up one day and leaving. without telling a soul. just going. wow. that would be.... wow. :) liberating.
i've been up and down all day today. i usually am like this, but today it seems to be less extreme either way. i've also been sleeping a lot. maybe sleep = sanity? well, speaking of sleep, i have again become tired. but i'm pretty sure i have some more to say. i just can't think of it right now.
i'm going to google images of Vancouver. i don't recall ever being there, though i'm sure i have. we were all over Canada when i was little.
oh wow. what a beautiful place.
i get my hopes up about these kinds of things so easily. but who can blame me. look! :) its so pretty. i just love Canada. i think this would be a good thing, if i chose to do it. even if it *knock on wood* would end in catastrophe. it would be like... one of those self discovering things. i have some thinking to do.
hmm... i wonder what Colorado's like... :P

Goodnight, world.

the best mariangela.