Yay! New profile pic for me! It's a crappy webcam picture, but at least you can see my face now. Yes, the splits were hot, but that was a looooong time ago.
I've also changed my profile info a tiny bit. I have many crushes, but I'm still adamant about staying out of a relationship. I never thought I could be quite THIS independent, but here it is. I guess you have to be involved in a serious relationship to realize you don't want one. I learned that last year. It's strange for me, since I always THOUGHT I wanted to get married and live with someone, but then I realized (much too late and one close-to-ruined friendship later) that it just wasn't for me. It turns me into this dependent, overbearing person that ISN'T me. It makes me sick to think about all the things I did while doting on my ex. It's like it was a weird dream about some other girl that I would hate in real life, but the memories are in MY brain.
Anyway.
(I psychoanalyze way too much when it's past my bedtime).
I'm moving in with a guy-friend who is extremely allergic to kitties. I have two kitties, and he's letting me keep one since he knows I would DIE without my baby Gomez. Unfortunately, that means I have to find a home for cute, roly-poly, sweet baby Morticia. I've had a couple offers, but I'm being ultra-picky. I want her to go to someone who loves her and dotes on her as much as I do. She's really sweet - I can't stress that enough. She flops on the floor in front of me when she wants affection, and she'll often squeak and rub against my hand when I'm not paying attention to her. *sigh*
I'm rambling now.
I have a burn on my stomach. Never take a pan out of the oven when you're only wearing a bra and pajama bottoms. I have a three-inch scar right where my waistband sits, so it isn't healing very well. It also HURTS. Stupid me.
I've also changed my profile info a tiny bit. I have many crushes, but I'm still adamant about staying out of a relationship. I never thought I could be quite THIS independent, but here it is. I guess you have to be involved in a serious relationship to realize you don't want one. I learned that last year. It's strange for me, since I always THOUGHT I wanted to get married and live with someone, but then I realized (much too late and one close-to-ruined friendship later) that it just wasn't for me. It turns me into this dependent, overbearing person that ISN'T me. It makes me sick to think about all the things I did while doting on my ex. It's like it was a weird dream about some other girl that I would hate in real life, but the memories are in MY brain.
Anyway.
(I psychoanalyze way too much when it's past my bedtime).
I'm moving in with a guy-friend who is extremely allergic to kitties. I have two kitties, and he's letting me keep one since he knows I would DIE without my baby Gomez. Unfortunately, that means I have to find a home for cute, roly-poly, sweet baby Morticia. I've had a couple offers, but I'm being ultra-picky. I want her to go to someone who loves her and dotes on her as much as I do. She's really sweet - I can't stress that enough. She flops on the floor in front of me when she wants affection, and she'll often squeak and rub against my hand when I'm not paying attention to her. *sigh*
I'm rambling now.
I have a burn on my stomach. Never take a pan out of the oven when you're only wearing a bra and pajama bottoms. I have a three-inch scar right where my waistband sits, so it isn't healing very well. It also HURTS. Stupid me.
garbanzo:
i used to get burned frequently while baking bread. i took to slicing open an aloe leaf and taping it to my body. no permanent scars yet (not from that, anyway).