National State of Alert:
(as of 3-8-04)

Personal State of Alert:
(as of 3-8-04)

Reason for Personal State of Alert:
- So this is post-college life? Really? *shivers*

- The Passion of Christ featured a deleted scene where Christ called me out and told me "You're next"

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Rock, Whoo!
2002-07-20 - 3:56 a.m.

Damn it, libido, where the hell are you?

I went clubbing tonight, danced between arguably the cutest guys there, and had a great time on the dance floor with my 2 or three (okay, three) drinks... and had a great time. If only I had a libido and drive to actually, ya know, pursue any of these guys- well then- maybe I'd be somewhere! Instead, I sit at home, alone, in contentment that possibilities ARE open if I want them to be. Not a bad place to be.

Tomorrow morning (5 hrs from now, yikes!), Shasta and I head to a water park on Jekyll Island to try and recreate some of the magic that was "Blizzard Beach" in Orlando. I couldn't get anyone I wanted to come along (either they were busy, working, or headed out of town), so it's just going to be Shasta and I, but I think I should still have a decent enough time.

"If I'm laden at all- I'm laden with sadness, that everyone's heart isn't filled with gladness, of the love for one another" - Rufus Wainwright

Yes, my slightly alcohol filled heart is feeling content. I have an interview with a print place on Monday, I'm behind in Portfolio class, but... fuck it. I'm living life and loving it. I'd like to think I can support myself as need be. I'm happy with where I am, even if where I am is single. I just sorta kinda wish I had a libido to push me to branch out. But maybe that would only complicate things- who knows.

I danced with the cute guy who works at Best Buy. I danced with another cute guy who was super-shy (or didn't want me at all.. either way). I danced with various others, for short periods of time for kicks. No one got hurt, no one got broken. Rock it!

"Why haven't you called me, did you forget me, I need to know- when where you intending to break the silence and let me know" -Weezer

Reason for Terror # 82:

Using phrase "da bomb" unwittingly in phone tapped conversations could lead to arrest and beatings by the FBI, local authorities, and hip police.

Reason for Terror # 81:

There was a little bit of mold on that bread you had this morning.

Reason for Terror # 80:

When evening falls, you can try to drive away; but the moon will be following... always following...