Same Page? Pshhhhht, I'm not even on the night stand, brother..... 
Ohhhh, snap! 
Actually, it's not that bad, it's just that I am starting to feel that looming, stomach lining coated feeling that tugs right about on the bottom of your heart (possibly even sternum?). No, I am almost positive that it is not acid reflux (though with all of my most recent drinking activities, one may assume that, rightly....) No, folks, this I think is that feeling that you get when everything is falling into place without you having to do a darn thing. Without you having to worry (ermm, that is, not having to worry about to particulars and social cues, so much as your heart and the hands it's being placed in...).
It's hard to believe that I have been dating Chuck for a little over a month now. I have not been carrying on about him. I think that is due to the fact that I didn't want to get myself worked up into a tither, only to be kicked off of the moving train. I have casually tossed his name into conversations with everyone except for my mom (things seem to be safe when I carry on to her, almost as if devulging info to her helps me protect myself. Mama and I are close, people, CLOSE I tell you. In fact, I gloat that she is my 'original best freind'). And, interestingly enough, because he and I have been unintentionaly glued at the hips (I SWEAR it's coincidence that we spend the amount of time together that we do...almost as if it were totally out of our control...), my freinds have seen him and the way that he treats me, looks at me warmly, kisses my forehead, and everyone seems to think he is perfect for me. Finally.
Now, with all of that gushy crap being said, I am most certain that North Carolina is not an option for me. Also, I got a job offer closer to home (Frederick), paying me about 5 bones more an hour than I am making now, as well as managing the office as well as WRITING THEIR MONTHLY NEWSLETTER as well as doing some ad copy for some of the companies renting space out of this office in particular. It seems rather exciting. I almost want to attribute their confidence in me to the fact that I am in school and what I am majoring in, but then maybe I am just blowing rainbows up my own ass
Also, Goodcore!, your damn press kit(s) is (are) coming! Oh, and hey, M2S, I miss your crazy ass! 
P.S. What would you rather lose- your hearing or your vision?
Ohhhh, snap!
Actually, it's not that bad, it's just that I am starting to feel that looming, stomach lining coated feeling that tugs right about on the bottom of your heart (possibly even sternum?). No, I am almost positive that it is not acid reflux (though with all of my most recent drinking activities, one may assume that, rightly....) No, folks, this I think is that feeling that you get when everything is falling into place without you having to do a darn thing. Without you having to worry (ermm, that is, not having to worry about to particulars and social cues, so much as your heart and the hands it's being placed in...).
It's hard to believe that I have been dating Chuck for a little over a month now. I have not been carrying on about him. I think that is due to the fact that I didn't want to get myself worked up into a tither, only to be kicked off of the moving train. I have casually tossed his name into conversations with everyone except for my mom (things seem to be safe when I carry on to her, almost as if devulging info to her helps me protect myself. Mama and I are close, people, CLOSE I tell you. In fact, I gloat that she is my 'original best freind'). And, interestingly enough, because he and I have been unintentionaly glued at the hips (I SWEAR it's coincidence that we spend the amount of time together that we do...almost as if it were totally out of our control...), my freinds have seen him and the way that he treats me, looks at me warmly, kisses my forehead, and everyone seems to think he is perfect for me. Finally.
Now, with all of that gushy crap being said, I am most certain that North Carolina is not an option for me. Also, I got a job offer closer to home (Frederick), paying me about 5 bones more an hour than I am making now, as well as managing the office as well as WRITING THEIR MONTHLY NEWSLETTER as well as doing some ad copy for some of the companies renting space out of this office in particular. It seems rather exciting. I almost want to attribute their confidence in me to the fact that I am in school and what I am majoring in, but then maybe I am just blowing rainbows up my own ass
Also, Goodcore!, your damn press kit(s) is (are) coming!
Oh, and hey, M2S, I miss your crazy ass!
P.S. What would you rather lose- your hearing or your vision?
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I feel like doing penance or something, isn't that what you're supposed to do when you do something shitty? Now I need to find a Catholic priest who can tell me how to do it!