thelibra

Still dizzy and nauseous, but anyway. I saw the perp (good code name, eh?) tonight at a small immediate family gathering. I barely spoke to him or even looked at him. I just can't, you know?
We're strong, we'll get past this. I doubt we will forgive, and know we won't forget. Some things between all of us are forever changed, and will most probably be strained from here on out.

...and scene!
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OKAY! No more bad shit. For now at least.

Good things:
*These wonderful people (I seriously think you guys rock. Every last one of you.)
*Michael
*Dinner plans tomorrow evening with aforementioned Michael
*Ashley
*Prince Valium
*Dutchess Xanax
*Chocolate
*Anticipating beating the shit out of a hoopty
*Cute new outfits (that actually fit) on sale
*Getting $15 worth of giftcards for buying said outfit
*My dog
*WestSoy Chai
*Family Guy (My volume 1 dvd set should be here any day now!)
*New Barrister bookcases...
*Netflix
*Mom
*Dad
*The fact they're still together and worked through any major problems they had (and they were major...oy.)
*Sleeping late
*Cuddling
*The grill in my backyard
*The fact I *have* a backyard
*Kick ass weather (like today was... )
*Grateful Dead photos from the 70's. (Explanation to follow)
*Clean sheets
*Tangelos
*Whole Foods Market

...there are so many more, but I'm tired...