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Well this sucks!!! *stealing a phrase from the penguins in Madagascar* It is almost 11:30pm and who is still awake? ME!!!!!!!! Care to guess why? Yep...I didn't have my pineapple drinky poo. Either that or I didn't work in my yard enough. Maybe a little bit of both. ;)
Ya know there are days when I really want to post about something really good happening in my life but I'm terrified that once I do...it will go away. Let's just say that I had given up hope of there being any decent Christian men out there...trust me when I say that even Christian men can be schmucks and a$$es just like non-Christians...sometimes they are worse!!! My hope is slowly being restored. Just when you think God has given up on you or turned His back...He smiles down on you. Makes me feel awful for being...well I don't know what I was being but I didn't like it. Icky feeling lingered for awhile. Icky feeling is going away.
Just like the thing with Darren this week. God knew I couldn't handle the truth 2 years ago. Why He chose now I'm not too sure. Maybe because He knows I'm strong enough and can deal with it better than I could have then. It's wierd not thinking of Darren as someone I used to love. He is more like an accquaintance. I certainly never thought I would feel that way about him. It felt like I was finally released the other night. Now I can truly find someone...or maybe I already have. ;) You just never know...well maybe I do and I'm not telling. *sticking my tongue out* Don't you love it when I do that, Sabrina? *waiting for the email from her to say "OK...SPILL IT!!!"* I know her too well. LOL
All of the nonsense with Kim no longer bothers me. The sheer absurdity of it causes no concern for me. There is a concern right now but I will post more about that later. Actually it will be posted in my venting blog...if you wish to read it....just let me know. :)

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