07/20/2012 in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

  • July 20, 2012, midnight
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It’s been TWO months? Really? I have come by here a million times to write entries, and I just can’t seem to get them out. I’m sorry. I read. I don’t note like I should. Life is still going, and so am I.

Girls Weekend was nothing short of ah-may-zing. Medicine for the soul. Just good, good stuff. Laughter and hugs and booze and more laughter. I loved it. I needed it. I was refreshed and renewed and ready to come home after that.

Meanwhile, I am working on me – and SexyPants is still working on him. We move forward and back, and I believe there are still things there. No, I know that there is plenty there. See, when it all comes down to it, and you know that the benefits outweigh the bad stuff…and the bad stuff is being dealt with, well, what can I say


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