9 thoughts on “A question to ponder. (swiped from a couple of Journals)”
A job!
Or more specifically, to trust that the perfect job is out there, finding it’s way towards me right now.
One
amazing
passionate kiss to last me another million years *laughing*
No really
a kiss
not just any kiss
there are kisses that make me tingle just watching on the telly
Kisses are fantastic and feel good
I should answer my own post…
2 needs, right now, really.
1) A costume designer. This is really for work, not for me as a person.
2) Money. Cash to pay for things with. Yep. The headaches that some money would solve are innumerable. Infinite. Immeasurable. Important.
Good lovin’
9 weeks sans my better half… 4 down, 5 to go.
I am a saaaaaad panda.
What I really need right now?
Contractions, 2 minutes apart.
someone to love and who’ll love me in return
…yeah, yeah, totally cliche and pathetic, but it’s kinda the truth.
My in utero son, born, and healthy.
An audience for tomorrow nights show. Why the heck is our final Friday night so light?!
*sigh*
Sleep. It would have been nice to not be woken up by the damn dogs and his sister making so much noise BEFORE 9:30am on OUR (read: DAVE AND MY) vacation.
More on this in the journal….after I get sleep.
A job!
Or more specifically, to trust that the perfect job is out there, finding it’s way towards me right now.
One
amazing
passionate kiss to last me another million years *laughing*
No really
a kiss
not just any kiss
there are kisses that make me tingle just watching on the telly
Kisses are fantastic and feel good
I should answer my own post…
2 needs, right now, really.
1) A costume designer. This is really for work, not for me as a person.
2) Money. Cash to pay for things with. Yep. The headaches that some money would solve are innumerable. Infinite. Immeasurable. Important.
Good lovin’
9 weeks sans my better half… 4 down, 5 to go.
I am a saaaaaad panda.
What I really need right now?
Contractions, 2 minutes apart.
someone to love and who’ll love me in return
…yeah, yeah, totally cliche and pathetic, but it’s kinda the truth.
My in utero son, born, and healthy.
An audience for tomorrow nights show. Why the heck is our final Friday night so light?!
*sigh*
Sleep. It would have been nice to not be woken up by the damn dogs and his sister making so much noise BEFORE 9:30am on OUR (read: DAVE AND MY) vacation.
More on this in the journal….after I get sleep.