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So many thoughts...

I seriously need to put a notepad in my purse, in my car and anywhere else I am. I had some fabulously fabulous blog thoughts today and do you know where they are? Well they certainly are not in my noggin. If they are in my noggin'...they are in the deep recesses. For the life of me I cannot remember any of them.

School starts on Tuesday. Can I hear a "WHOOPIE!!!"? The kids are going stircrazy and their phone calls to me at work are driving me up a friggin' wall. "MOM!!! She took the remote. MOM!!! She won't let me watch my show. MOM!!! I sneezed and she didn't say bless you." It doesn't matter what crisis crops up...I get a phone call. Good grief I am glad school is starting. This mama needs a break!!!

I'm feeling lost now that my layout is done. *sniff* I had purpose when I was looking for a cool layout. When fixing it to read how I wanted it to read. Now? Wandering and so lost in my little world. What is a person to do? I even changed the layout on my myspace page. Feelin' the need for change. The weather is changing so my pages need changing also.

Tell me something. Why are games now the thing to do when dating and meeting someone? I don't remember these games when I met Darren. I don't remember the men I met before Darren playing games. It went something like this: Send some emails, talk on the phone a few times, arrange to meet for dinner. If it didn't work out then you went your seperate ways. Now? OMG!!! It is all about stringing someone along. Making you think they like you and then BAM!!! Nothing. WTF??? And these are the very same men who bitch about women playing games and they just want to meet a decent woman. Hello!!! Decent woman...right here!!! Am I cynical? To a point...yes. I have gotten to a place in my life where I'm not looking at just the outside of a man but the inside. Even if he isn't Gerard on the outside...he may be on the inside. Know what I'm saying here? Granted there has to be some physical attraction but that isn't everything. My taste in men is changing but I'm finding that even men who aren't that Gerard are still self absorbed game players. I don't get it. I just don't get it. If someone could explain this to me I would be muchly beholdin'.

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