"Your mom."

I regret the way I handled a couple of things, but for the most part I don't really do regrets.

Uh, I'm in my living room. So... no.

So just lately I've been missing this really great pair of shoes I had for a long time. Like, I bought them when I was pregnant and then I finally got rid of them almost 2 years ago. Comfy, cute, had a really interesting platform sole, etc.

I saw them last night. At Goodwill. It makes me sad that nobody has bought them. :( Of course, that could be due to the price, which is just a bit less than I paid for them in '97. I didn't buy them again, but I did pick them up and show them to Zach because someone has to witness that kind of shit happening.

My Girl.

Lisa and I have been over this: Have me stuffed and posed so that I look like I'm jumping out at people when you hide me in the closet. :D

onomatopoeia

I love it more for the definition than the word itself, but love is love is love

free

So I wasn't admitting to any of you except for Lisa that I had sort of stayed friends with Matthew. It was too easy and too comfortable to give up. Blah blah blah. I wasn't expecting it to really work, I just wanted to hold on for a while longer.

As you may have seen on Facebook, we have had another blow-up over my being able to get on with my life.

This time he does not get to act like an asshole. This time, if he decides to harass me I will do more than just quietly ignore him. I'm going to tell his mother.

And what the hell, I'll make this post public.