I am sitting at the computer avoiding the trip to Sam's.I want to run away to Mexico. I wish my family was whole. I love Chris, Hooper, my Prana pants (Magic Pants). I miss J and Friday at Stonewall's. I fear that my boss will decide to retire and I'll have to find a new job. I hear Chris's computer playing Mark Knopfler and Emmylou Harris. I wonder if we will ever buy a house or my student loans will ever get payed off or if we'll ever win the lottery, which would solve all those problems. I regret going to OSU for grad-school. I am not sure if I will ever be skinny. I dance when I'm happy and my PCR reactions work. I sing all the time. I cry when I’m angry and tired and also at that stupid Cheerios commercial where the couple adopt those kids from Russia. I am not always reading. I make good cookies. I write with poor grammar. I confuse myself and Chris when I talk about work. I need a kayak. I should start running. I start my vacation in one week! I finish nothing. I tag Chris