I'm all out of sorts. I've been booted from my room thanks to my little sister. I'm sitting at the family computer downloading sappy music, scanning pictures and having random MSN conversations. It's bringing me back to those first days of diaryland.
It makes me chuckle to think about it. All those late nights downloading Ani DiFranco and Melissa Etheridge, reading lesbian diaries, talking to Ally and wondering why I could never make things work with the boys. I'd like to go back and shake that teenage version of myself. Tell her to focus, just for a second. Pull her out of denial. I know everything eventually worked out for the best but I'd like some to steal back some of that energy I wasted on wondering what was wrong with me in the love and dating department.
Ally and I have finally finished watching The L Word. It has ruined all other television for me. Nothing else can hold my interest. The season finale broke my heart. And I love Alice.
I'm on a weight loss kick at the moment. Since Ally and I came together I've gained 50 pounds! No joke. Let's check out before and after shots. BEFORE and AFTER. On the up side though, the 50 pounds has bumped me from a B to a large D. Can I pick and chose where I lose the weight? Breasts, you can stay. Little belly pouch, you have to go.
If I pull off losing 20 pounds then I get a tattoo! Woop! I designed it myself. It's my province with a rainbow through it. All very exciting.
Well, that's enough from me tonight. Maybe I should sit at this computer more often. Or maybe, judging from the randomness of this entry, I shouldn't.
Nicole
What I hear: Foo Fighters-Everlong (acoustic) "Breathe out/ so I can breathe you in/ hold you in"