I can't say this was a good weekend, but one good thing did come of it:
I realized that I am loved. There are more than a few of you out there who, for whatever reason, really do care for me. Who are there for me. Who love me.
I may have a job that drives me crazy, no money to speak of, an apartment that should be condemned, a love life that's a train wreck of near-epic proportions, not to mention I lost on Jeopardy, but thanks to my friends, I'm a rich woman.
I love you all.
I realized that I am loved. There are more than a few of you out there who, for whatever reason, really do care for me. Who are there for me. Who love me.
I may have a job that drives me crazy, no money to speak of, an apartment that should be condemned, a love life that's a train wreck of near-epic proportions, not to mention I lost on Jeopardy, but thanks to my friends, I'm a rich woman.
I love you all.
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Date: 2004-07-19 09:06 am (UTC)Anyway, would you mind sending me an e-mail so that I can send my cell # to you? We'll see what damage we can do to Chattanooga when I get down there.