I confess...

mmm, cantalope, that sounds good right now.


The turquoise trail is highway 14, it says here - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Turquoise_Trail

A move I try to convince my husband of every day.

People are so much more friendlier, the atmosphere much calmer .
The land is beautiful, and the cost of living is much lower.

>sigh<

I do miss new mexico.

I love that ....it is so black.

Nimh, that is one of the funniest things I've ever seen. And I don't know why.

I must confess, I have a paper due on the Miranda Law, and really am having a hard time pulling myself away from A2K....damned addiction!
Good thing it comes and goes........lol

I also must confess, I drove 35 miles this morning to buy ...umm, fresh donuts..lol, all chocolate covered and gooey, and eat them with sticky fingers driving back through the heavy rain.......

Aww, what we will do for a donut.........lol

dale & thomas brand pop corn with chocolate and caramel has just entered my stomach.

No clue how it got there,,,

I must confess, that I took a high powered pain pill about 2 hours ago, its kicked in and I'm SLLEEEEPY as hell..........

Headed in that direction.........shortly!

I confess. For lunch I just finished off the last of one of those really big Hershey's Kisses that has been around since Valentine's Day. It was so perfect with my coffee that when it beckoned, I couldn't say no.

I confess... I don't really live in Chicago and the address I gave for the gathering is actually to an abandoned slaughterhouse on the south side.

I feel much better now.















Just kidding.

The woman who sits next to me in Statistics is probably a nice person, but I'm on the verge of changing seats, which, I believe, is an etiquette faux pax. She responds to all the questions in class, as well as the rhetorical questions. If I'm watching the prof on the overhead projector, she tells me what page I "should be on." Twice. When her answers are wrong, she quickly says, "Oh yeah, I meant that."

I can't stand much more.

I am being pursued by one prof, and I'm considering pursuing another. I won't do it--but actually entertaining the idea is new. Not sure if I should confess thinking about it, or knowing I won't do it--but I'm guilty in there somewhere. :wink:

Well, me, I'd change seats...

I even changed seats at a dinner party once, the kind of dinner party where no one else was moving about. This woman kept grabbing my arm for emphasis... (yes, I said something about not doing that, perhaps after the fourth time. Didn't register, I guess. I talked the host into switching with me after the eighth time...