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i was in amsterdam with my family, and of course, when you go to amsterdam, you have to go through the red light district. would you go to paris and not see the eifell tower? we walked through and of course, i was pointing out girls for my brother - he was 16. the girls sat there in their lingerie reading a book, smoking a cigarette, just waiting, not noticing anyone. i dont think many even made eye contact. so to us, the whole thing seemed like a joke. i turned around and there was this man, probably in his 40s, standing between two windows. he was looking back and forth between 2 women. and suddenly, the whole thing seemed so real. i thought to myself, hes standing there trying to figure out which of these two girls to stick his dick into. i never felt so sick in my life as i did at that moment. my dad and brother were making jokes and i told them to stop. i told them i had enough and we left.

i cant imagine what its like to do that. um, i just caught you so im ending this here

i find it kind of funny that you only post to me and that im the only one posting here. would it be wrong to think of you as my groupie??

i fell asleep last night around 830 and slept till almost 4. i took a revers nap staying up till about 7 and got another hour or two of sleep after that. i had terrible insomnia when i was in college. its just been so long that i forgot how much i enjoy it. i know, it seems crazy, but, well, i am. i think it reminds me of how quickly i went from highs to lows. the mania, the depression. i was all over the place yesterday. but i always toughed out the lows knowing the highs would come again. its something that is impossible to put into words cause it doesnt make sense. i easily could have put my head down at any point and fall asleep within minutes. the only problem was, well, i didnt want to.

but im fine today and feeling "level". im getting work done and meeting up with my dad for lunch. good thing it isnt my mom or i would have to do the dishes!!

are youhanging out in a barn??? my grandmother had a dog. she was a bichon. adorable little puffer. the had a pond in the backyard and of course, as in florida everywhere, they had ducks. the dog used to love to run and chase the ducks. they would all go crazy and fly into the water. this one time though, the duck didnt run and started quacking and flapping her wings and charging the dog. puffer stopped dead in her track, turned around and ran into the house so fast you would think a bull was chasing her. sorry, i cant get bulls out of my head now. thats the only one ive got. cause my cats are just sleeping. are you outside of amsterdam somewhere?

and i havent been able to set up my spellcheck with this new browser yet so pardon the spelling errors. we all have to have at least one imperfection

ok, im slacking here. i got postcard #4 yesterday. um, you need to work on that penmanship. its quite sloopy and hard to read. its official, i am completely nocturnal. its 640 am. i woke up at 7pm last night. i cant sleep. but with the hopeful help of thses little pills, my eyes will shut and i can return to "normal"

i wrote you a whole comment last night and my computer froze for the 400th time and i gave up. that view looks amazing. jealous. me. i got your postcard. and im honored to be the final home of three women in bloomers. nothing all that new or exciting here. ok, i have a funny story i can tell you. i played pool the other night and took a cab from the upper west side to a bar in the east village. my cab driver's name was gene. hi8m and i started talking. he told me i was the coolest girl he ever met. and not a forced kind of cool, but a natural cool. so the whole way down we are talking and he keeps looking back to make eye contact. i told him to watch the road and that i could hear him just fine. he said, come on, i can drive this cab with my eyes closed. that made me feel so much better. i dont remember at what point i realized he had no front teeth. anyways, i digress. he told me how he studied to be a pharmacist and he missed the final test by only 10 points. that was encouraging. then he started saying how that was in 1977. he wanted to take it again so he didnt have to drive the cab. i told him he should go for it! do what you want to get out of life. so, we finally get to the bar, and he asks if we can hang out sometime and play pool. plus, with my encouragement, he would take the pharmacy test again just for me. i told him thats something he has to do for himself. i felt bad. but i dont make it a habit to hang out with guys my dads age and as sexy as he was, well, no teeth is the deal breaker. but i didnt want to hurt his feelings cause he told me how happy i made him that night, so i just politely took his number and left for the night.

i just rad the entry below. i wouldnt know. i only wear g-strings

well, obviously you have the dirtiest person in the world reading this, so you know how i take it. beat that line. im glad you got there safely. its hot as fuck here today. i worked a full day and they want me to come back in tomorrow. but im starting to feel normal again. well, at least not nocturnal. and thats something ive been looking forward to for a long time. i played pool after work. we have a match tomorrow night. we're in first place and we are playing the last place team. so we really need to sweep to keep a lead. i started my frozen yogurt (am i the only person in the world that just never spells that word right??) diet today. ok, i make the diets up, but they work. im thinking if i just turn off the ac, i can sweat the pounds off. ok, food. im starving. dinner is the normal meal. so ill just keep looking forward to dinner.

i remember, the name of the coffee shop i went to was rookies. that place was awesome.

why are there a million reality shows? we want to watch other people fail. sometimes, we want to see them succeed. we need their moments of misery and pain. but also ones of happiness and hope. its like nobody is able to just enjoy their own lives anymore. how many tabloids are out there? how many people read them? how is it if a celebrity grabs a papparazzi's camera, he can sue the person for assault. but when the camera man puts the camera in the persons face, or hides in a bush, or chases their car using recless driving, how is that ok? cause im pretty sure if the person didnt have a camera, well, none of that is legal. the news isnt about news anymore. we dont know about anything that goes on in this world anymore because we are so busy reporting garbage entertainment here. if you watch the news in canada, its not nearly as depressing as it is here. ok, i can go about this forever but it just boils my blood. and i have to put the towels in the dryer. do you have aim? email your chat handle

hope you had a safe flight!!!