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G pissed me off.

I drove 80mph on 101 topless and Sublime and felt better in 10 minutes, we're back cool, for now. more b-low.

So my pseudo-non-poetic friends, what do you have? Me me a need a some of da pretty feedback from da youz... mucho smileze from the Mox...

Boyfriend tossed me loopy tonight, just as well, yet hit me hard. Me a no see the G tonight. K, tho our talk still has me walkin' on the moon. He's a sweety, nut job, but what else would I like? Too busy, major kid & work stuff. It all planes out at 4 years, he has a couple years and bumps ahead. Too much fun for me not to watch! Just a smidge involved I'd say. Not enuf to eliminate any bumping, yet perhaps enuf to tackle the top of the tips and take a bit of the edge off of loving.

It's hard (yes, i said hard). People that I talk with are so afraid of loving, the feeling and the word! Why should you fear? What is the scare? OMG! Someone might not RECIPROCATE! Oh, the horror! Oh the Steven King nightmare of a giant clown or spider in your room.... uugghhh!!!!

Live. Feel. Real. Okay, had the buzz on "passion" as the marketingf term which has come to fruition. Next?


REAL


Watch for it! Will take ~2years to permeate, and be as prevolent as the "passion" blooming today, but please notice...

Shizzle my nizzle! Extra yum on the G-izzle. Oh me me a fine in the here now, shiz...

I may be too posing! even tho so not! Watched the stupid Streets of Malibu today, don't want to think that my whiteness is such a hassle for the sweet reggae culture... Oh the humanity!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XEpeLwR_Tl8

Oh yeah!

Okay, me and G were nearly done today. I am having some trouble with the "impossible relationship" we may have to redefine our agreement (which now is pretty much 4 hours once a week to be together, at last minute, and who knows where or when, and can be canceled that day.) We both thought that we had Sundays but when a Friday opens you grab it and run... and tjat makes Sunday not happen. Yikes! We never an open place to sleep together, EVER! both have a million kids at home and sports cars!

We joked about buying an old hippy van, but where would we park it?!! I am struggling with the impossible terms, don't want much change, no major interaction of his million kids and my half million but shit, Collie Man back on and 16-year old screaming, probably she saw a fly in the kitchen...

All is quite good! G likes me, and he is quite adaquate for my my immediate needs. ;)

Smooches bitches!