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  <title>More than you need to know</title>
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  <updated>2005-11-17T21:17:36Z</updated>
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    <title>Yippee</title>
    <published>2005-11-17T21:17:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-17T21:17:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Standard Candle "Juliet's Dying"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, back to work today.  It's been an okay day.  I'm just ready to leave, and should really stay another hour or so.  We'll see if I make it.  This weekend is going to be nice, because we don't have any camp teams, so I will be done by 5 pm every day.  Exciting.  I will be able to do much necessary housework and see The Man.  That will be very, very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone knows someone who wants a job this spring (starting Jan. 15th or so), we're hiring at Space Camp.  If they are from out of the area and have at least 60 college credit hours, they get free housing.  That's in addition to pay that we've recently revamped....there's the possibility of making over $10.00 an hour now as a counselor.  It's a great job, and it's going to be a very busy spring!  It's nice to see an upswing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's see what I can do for an hour....</content>
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    <title>Do I have to??</title>
    <published>2005-11-16T19:23:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-16T19:23:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Cary Brothers "Blue Eyes"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, back from Tampa.  Gotta go back to work, and I'm not looking forward to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very happy to get back to Troy and Albus.  I missed Troy a lot more than I realized I would.  He's probably going with Mom and I when we go back for Christmas.  It amazes how sure I was that it would take an act of Congress to insinuate someone into my life, but it's just happened.  Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you metal heads (popping a wheelie here), check out www.alowerdeep.com.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Jason Garner and his wife while in Florida.  He hasn't changed much at all and we had a blast.  His wife Jeri is awesome.  Perfect fit.  It was so cool to sit around and talk about stupid shit, like not sitting in blue chairs EVER in the computer labs, Tila's Liberation Army, etc.  *sigh*  We're old.</content>
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    <title>Let's see</title>
    <published>2005-11-11T16:36:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-11T16:36:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If you can read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, please post a comment with a memory of us - even if we don't speak very often. It can be anything you want, good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.</content>
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    <title>Who knew?</title>
    <published>2005-11-11T16:18:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-11T16:18:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Standard Candle "Do You Remember"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, I started dating this guy several weeks ago...Troy.  And I haven't really written much stuff about him because it's been a trend that just as soon as I make a guy public, something weird/shitty/bad/illegal happens.  (Not so much illegal these days, thank goodness).  But, I'm going to bite the bullet and dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's fantastic.  We have lots in common.  He's a guitarist for "A Lower Deep" (check them out at www.alowerdeep.com).  He writes the music for all the songs.  He's gentle and sweet and open.  He has a very stable job.  And 'us' makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your fingers crossed!</content>
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    <title>Albus lives on</title>
    <published>2005-11-01T19:16:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-01T19:16:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, Albus is better today.  Having issues getting the top off the feeding tube to flush it out, but what's another trip to the vet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave for Tampa on Monday...I'm so excited.  I will be working part of the time, but I'll get to hang out with Deletha and David.  Mom is going to keep Albus, so I don't have to stress about him.  This is going to be a much-needed vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go enjoy my day off....</content>
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    <title>Interesting.</title>
    <published>2005-11-01T19:14:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-01T19:14:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Silence</lj:music>
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    <title>Albus lives</title>
    <published>2005-10-31T19:31:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-31T19:31:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>A Lower Deep "New Dimension"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, when I got home from work yesterday, I was greeted by my very bloody cat.  I grabbed him up and we went to the emergency vet clinic.  They discovered that he had bitten an electrical wire!!!  I was soooo upset!  The poor thing looked pitiful, and I felt like a horrible mommy!  Long story short, they put in a feeding tube (because his mouth was so messed up), an IV, etc.  I picked up him up and took him to my regular vet's office this morning (she was the one on duty at the ER, which was cool).  She just called and said that I'll be able to pick him up this afternoon!  I'm so happy.  She's surprised at how well he's doing.  He is eating on his own, but she's going to leave the feeding tube in for at least a week in case his mouth gets sore again from healing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm exhausted, and so happy that he's going to be okay.  I think I decided yesterday that I don't ever want to have kids if this is what it feels like when something happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to pick Albus up and hopefully we'll both have a nice nap this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I shelled out over $500 this morning at the ER vet, and will have to pay more at my regular vet.  It's insane what it costs, although I would have paid whatever.</content>
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    <title>And on it goes</title>
    <published>2005-10-30T17:31:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-30T17:31:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>A Lower Deep "Brief Forever"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work.  Gotta love it.  Wish I was at home, curled up on the couch in my sweats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, things are fine.  Still no word from Jerome, but we'll see.  He'll either get over it, or he won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started seeing a new guy a little over a week ago.  Troy is a nice guy!  It's amazing...those exist!  Actually, the fact that I'm dating one is the amazing part.  We'll see how it goes!  He bought me fuzzy dice for my car....I have to say that's the most original gift I've ever gotten on a second date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Alabama game yesterday.  Really, really, really close game....*laugh*  It was awesome to be there, but the 35-3 score didn't do much for the adrenaline level.  I felt really bad for Utah State...to come all the way, no fans in the stands, and score 3 points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made an appearance at Lurch's Halloween party last night.  I resurrected the pregnant nun costume.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's go have more fun at work!</content>
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    <title>Why do Mondays suck?????</title>
    <published>2005-10-17T14:07:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-17T14:07:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Shins "Baby Boomerang"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">*sigh*  So, back at work this morning.  Rock on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*reaching for Mountain Dew*&lt;br /&gt;Wish this stuff came in IV form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, one funeral last week, and went home (Cullman) last night to visit a dear old family friend who's in horrible shape in the hospital.  All week, I've heard "these things happen in 3's, remember..."  Gotta love Southern superstitions.  Let's just hope they're wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for a recruiting trip to Tampa in November.  Recruting for counselors for Camp.  They're actually paying for my trip, paying me while I'm there, AND letting me go by myself....brave souls.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined myspace this past weekend.  Pretty cool setup!  Can't access it from work, though.  Imagine that.  Gotta love working for the State of Alabama.  Someone tried to look up a Star Wars website a couple weeks ago, and Websense blocked it...it was under the category of "Non-Traditional Religions and Cults".  Think they'd block a site all about Paulaism?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I digress. There's a few of us ASMSers on there, for those of you who haven't checked it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna work, I don't wanna work, I don't wanna work.....</content>
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    <title>Nap.....now.....</title>
    <published>2005-10-15T20:16:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-15T20:16:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Queen of the Damned Soundtrack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Wow, crazy night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so that's really all I'm gonna say about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually get to go home from work now.  I'm very psyched about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nap.</content>
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    <title>Rich man, poor man, beggarman, thief</title>
    <published>2005-10-13T13:43:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-13T13:43:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Janis Joplin's Greatest Hits</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, I came to Birmingham last night to hang out with Jerome. His uncle died, and we're going to the funeral stuff today and tomorrow. Should be an interesting celebration of life...his uncle was a Harley man, and apparently there is some special ritual that will be involved because of that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Jerome, we've both seen the 'Will and Grace' episode about 'back-up sperm' about 3 times this week.  We had a similar discussion a few weeks ago. Well, without the high school friend showing up 15 years later asking for sperm (don't any of you get any ideas).  It's hard to believe I'm even old enough to think about being a mother.  Just yesterday, wasn't I walking out of the girls' dorm every morning to the glorious smell of the paper mill?  *laugh*  Wasn't I sitting in the SAC, giggling because we called it the SAC?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I'm happy to be where I am now.  I like being 27.  No one could have told me I'd be doing what I'm doing, but I love it.  Most of the time.  Life is a crazy thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how ponderous you get when you combine 'Will and Grace' and death.</content>
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    <title>Hola, y'all</title>
    <published>2005-10-12T21:24:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-12T21:24:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Toby Keith "Who's Your Daddy"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey, everybody!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just have a sec and can't believe it's been so long since I posted!  I think I say that every time I post....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No horrible things to say about men this time, which is odd.  Not dating anyone seriously, but back in the swing of things.  I still am racking up really fucked up dating stories, but that's normal for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I didn't go to Florida.  Amazing how life can throw you for a loop.  While I was in the process of looking toward that move, a manager's job at Camp opened up.  Being the adventurous one, I applied.  Who knew that they would promote me directly from supervisor to manager?  Well, they did.  And now my official title is Weekend Aerospace Programs Manager at the U.S. Space and Rocket Center.  What music degree??  *laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moved out of the habitat (finally!!!!) and I'm now renting a duplex in Five Points.  Got a cat.  It's so domestic (and awesome) that it's kinda scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's time for me to get the hell out of here today.  Hope everyone is well!</content>
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    <title>Argh.</title>
    <published>2005-02-09T01:25:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-09T01:25:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Eminem</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Why is it that I only post when I'm unhappy with the male of the species?  I have insightful things to say the rest of the time, I swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just now really re-entering the whole dating world, after 2 and 1/2 years of not much.  The "I'm too busy" excuse just wasn't working for me anymore.  Men still frustrate me, but they're also entertaining.  They'll do some very amusing things to get in your pants.  Not much different from dating when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really, really ready to move to Florida!!!  Wish I could move tomorrow.  Now that I've gotten it in my head that I'm leaving, I just don't want to still be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much all I have to share this evening.  Bored at work, tired of rain, ready to go to sleep.</content>
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    <title>Can't get any better than this</title>
    <published>2004-09-29T01:43:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-29T01:43:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>80's music</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Chilling, in my office, listening to kids scream and run outside...I'm eating some Fun Dip (not code for anything, the real no-nutritional-value-whatsoever-stuff).  The world is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out my ex that I used to live with became a father about a week ago.  Funny how that makes a person feel.  You know that you have no desire to be back with that person, or even see them ever again, but it makes you wonder what the hell you're doing with your life.  The irrational girl in me wants to know why it's been a loooong time since she's been on a date, been in love, been laid even!  And then, strangely enough, I am happy for him since he always wanted to be a dad.  Good for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played piano at my friend Jerome's sister's wedding this past weekend in Birmingham.  I swear, the more weddings I'm involved only prove to cement my plan to get hitched at the courthouse.  It's amazing how petty and vicious perfectly normal adults get when wedding plans come up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hm, that's it.  Love you all.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:paulaj1313:12827</id>
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    <title>I hate coming back to work after vacation</title>
    <published>2004-09-13T20:35:23Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-13T20:35:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Priscilla, Queen of the Desert soundtrack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was one of the dumbasses heading south when everyone else was northbound.  I just got back from Florida.  I'm so ready to go ahead and start this grad school stuff!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not very exciting these days, so that's all I've got to say about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Yoohoo!!</title>
    <published>2004-05-21T01:44:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-21T01:44:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Children smacking each other</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes, I'm still alive and kicking.  Believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in Huntsville, trying to save up money for grad school (I will be in Tallahassee at FSU next fall or bust).  I'm now a supervisor at Space Camp in the evening, and am an administrative assistant (money-counter-paper-filler-outer) at O'Charley's during the day.  Lots of work, not much play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is doing fabulously.  I am at work at the moment, hearing kids outside screaming and running.  Best birth control in the world, I swear.  Take care, I'll post more soon.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Has it really been a year?</title>
    <published>2003-08-26T03:41:59Z</published>
    <updated>2003-08-26T03:41:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wow, I should really update more often!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My newer posts will definitely be less melodramatic for several reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I have no boy to cause drama and/or grief and/or bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I am now a supervisor at work, so I actually love my job these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I go to work, go to sleep, go to the gym, go to work, and on it goes.  Pretty standard and mainly uneventful (aside from the random wacko kid at work).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to get up off my ass and get ready for grad school.  I want to go to Florida State, but I still have to finish all the application stuff.  Not digging another move, but I'm ready to get out of Alabama for a little while.  Hopefully I can be in grad school next fall.  Cross your fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is pretty blase' these days, and thank God for it.  I think I needed some down time.  Hope you all don't faint from shock that I actually posted, and I hope you don't fall asleep from boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all a good night.</content>
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    <title>Wouldn't you know.</title>
    <published>2002-08-24T14:20:18Z</published>
    <updated>2002-08-24T14:20:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, long story short, James ended up being a complete and total asshole.  Interesting to see 4 years of a friendship (and more) go down the drain.  Hope Miss Birmingham is what he's looking for.  I expect I'll never talk to him again, and that's sad, but it's his fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my promotion to Chief Resident...now I'm over all three habitats at Space Camp.  Go, me.  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Jenn and I went out Wednesday night, and ran into a couple guys we hung out with some last fall.  Almost walked right past them.  So, we talked to them for a bit, one of them left, and B.J. (ass) stayed.  He bummed a cigarette and stood there talking to us.  He said,"So, I almost didn't recognize you guys."  We nodded in agreement, and said the same about them.  "Well, the reason I didn't recognize you girls was because you've both put on at least 10 or 15 pounds since I saw you last."  Can you imagine???  Who the hell says that to someone???  I had to walk away.   I was afraid of being jailed for kicking his ass.  This definitely goes into the file of Why Some Men Are Complete and Total Idiots.</content>
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    <title>Never eat the refried beans</title>
    <published>2002-07-11T03:41:04Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-11T03:41:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Priscilla, Queen of the Desert Soundtrack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Dying here....we have Mexican Wednesday here at the Space and Rocket Center.  AWFUL for the system.  Ick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough about my gastrointestinal distress.&lt;br /&gt;*laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a really great day.  Ran into someone from a loooong time ago, in a different phase of Paula.  It was incredible.  I was very happy to see him, and we both have grown up a heck of a lot.  Swapped phone numbers and stuff.  One never knows where things will go, but it's nice at the very least to tie up loose ends and ponder the events of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the cool people are going to Texas.  You guys should find me a job!!!!!!  I'd be there tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oky-doky.  I'm out for tonight.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>I'm baaaaack!</title>
    <published>2002-07-08T01:22:45Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-08T01:22:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tweet--Oops, Oh My</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey, everybody!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time, no entry....I know.  Been doing that thing called life.  Got all graduated and stuff.  I now have a B.A. in music.  And still Space Camp-ing.  I'm looking for a job in ANOTHER STATE, so if you have any ideas, I'm open to suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from vacation in Tampa.  Visited the sis and bro-in-law.  It was wonderful.....now I don't want to go back to work.  Ick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love life is still nil.  But that's quite all right by me.  Got presented with the greatest guy in the world, but I suppose I'm just not ready.  Someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm...what's new....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned 24 the day of graduation.  One year older and wiser, I suppose.  *laugh*  We'll see.  Looking forward to a visit from my long, long time friend Matt from New York...8 years is a long time to wait on a visit!!  &lt;br /&gt;;-)  My friend James is also coming home from the navy for a visit before being stationed in Hawaii.  What a horrible place to be stationed.  *note sarcasm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, life is pretty blase' these days, I guess.  Car shopping...joy, joy.  Job hunting, going to work.  That's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope you all are great!!!!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Phlegm is never a pleasant topic.</title>
    <published>2002-01-16T02:29:30Z</published>
    <updated>2002-01-16T02:29:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, I'm sick as a fucking dog.  Sinus infection and bronchitis.  Fun shit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it's been a while since I've done an entry.  Wish I had the energy to do a doozy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, David and I are done.  I know, you saw it coming.  I'm the queen of dating issues.  I was having a really hard time relaxing and not being nervous and stuff with him.  I always had something on my mind, and I hated that me being weird made him sad.  I got tired of hurting him, so I walked away.  Now....it was fucking hard to do!!!  And I explained how he's such a wonderful person, and exactly what I've wanted and needed.  I must just not be ready.  I felt like an ass, though....and during a choir retreat we went on this weekend, I missed him soooo much, so I called.  Got his answering machine, but I left a message.  Big step for me, I thought.  So, he showed up the next day for the rest of the practice...and I'll be damned if he didn't stay stuck up his ex-girlfriend's ass the whole time.  I was fucking humiliated, and hurt.  I have been so upset about that, so I've given up on the whole talking to him deal.  That whole display means more than he's being dumb.  To me, it means that I'm working so hard to get rid of my issues and deal with my fears....and he's regressing.  He didn't get anything out of what I said except for the not dating anymore part.  It's time for me to grow and let go of a lot of shit I've held onto for a long time.  And, I was hoping that he'd be there at the end of my 'therapy'.  But if he hasn't learned anything from what's happened, what good would it do?  I'm still sooooo mad...I can't believe he would be so horrible to me.  He had to have known how painful that was.  I would have never done that to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.  So, I have a sinus infection and bronchitis, I found out from my doc today.  I feel like I've been backed over and shit on repeatedly. I'm now on 3 prescriptions...fun shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tomorrow is going to be a wonderful experience for me.  My friend Marilyn, the reverend/counselor, is going to take me through some sort of exercise where I'm going to revisit all the men and shit in my life that are causing residual problems.  Going to be intense, but I'm tired of thinking I"m crazy.  I'm ready to let it all go.  The past like 5 days have been sooooo weird....ex-boyfriends showing up in dreams, in real life....time to let it all gooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for Robitussin and sleep.</content>
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    <title>Time to let it all go</title>
    <published>2001-11-20T07:10:53Z</published>
    <updated>2001-11-20T07:10:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Oklahoma soundtrack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, dating choir boy is wonderful.  Never been happier!!  He's everything I ever dreamed of, and more.  I sound like a greeting card or a Harlequin novel, but it's the truth.  It feels like we've been together forever, and it's just been over a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the 'but.'  Always one of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I haven't let go of a lot of my baggage.  I still carry it around, and it's time I got rid of it.  So, in the interest of making this relationship with David work, it's time to think back through all that has stayed with me and let it go.  Here's the beginning of that process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Walter, for making me feel attractive.  &lt;br /&gt;TY, Marcus, for helping me try to trust again.&lt;br /&gt;TY, Jeramie, for introducing me to making out, for learning what it's like to date.  For breaking my heart for the first time...one of the biggest learning experiences of my life.  For showing me that caution has its merits.&lt;br /&gt;TY, Chris, for being my first 'college' boyfriend.  For making me FINALLY learn that passiveness doesn't work for me.  For making me stand up to you when my heart was on the line.  &lt;br /&gt;TY, Josh, for showing me that true beauty can exist.  For renewing my faith in love.  For letting me be the last happiness in your life.  Rest in peace, Josh.  I'll always miss you.&lt;br /&gt;TY, Rick, for being so devoted to me for a while.  For teaching me how to pick up the pieces when there's no closure.  For showing me the adult side of life.  &lt;br /&gt;TY, Shane.  Where do I start.  For teaching me how to use my body to love.  For pushing my patience to the limit, for showing me what it's like to go through extreme tragedy with another person.  For believing in me when nobody else did, for showing me that love has to contain more than responsibility and pity.  For giving me a home when I felt I didn't have one.  For introducing me to domestication that I thought I wanted.  For making me really think about the future...what I couldn't raise a family in.  For making me open my eyes to questionable behavior and the effects those kinds of decisions have on those who love you most.  For making me stand on my own two feet.  You'll always be in my thoughts, but I have to let you go.&lt;br /&gt;TY, Bret, for showing me it was time to grow up.  For the fun, for the creativity in the bedroom, for helping me lose my insecurity.  For making me open my eyes to infedility.&lt;br /&gt;TY, Matt, for reaffirming my femininity.  For your intelligent insights.  For standing by me during some of the scariest times of my life.&lt;br /&gt;TY, Jon, for showing me that I could love another musician, but not the lifestyle.  For reintroducing me to spontaneity.  For reminding me I'm 23, not 40.  For showing me what true self-involvement truly means, and that my love alone couldn't change that.  For all the fun and conversations.  &lt;br /&gt;TY, Lavon, for standing me up.  Had it not been for you, I wouldn't have had the guts to open up to David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of guys in my past, and all of those relationships/one nighters/whatever taught me some lesson or another.  And I'm the product of those.  To all of you, thank you for making me strong, for helping me find the true Paula who can hold her own, but love hard.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, TY, David.&lt;br /&gt;For making me face my past.  For looking at me with those understanding eyes.  For making me feel safe for the first time in a long time.  For the fun, for the stability.  For being as head over heels for me as I am for you.  For the smell of you still on my clothes right now.  For saying the exact right thing every time.  For being patient with my attempt to quit smoking.  For the way you touch me, for the way you kiss me.  For the support.  For making me see the future in a brighter light.  For being there for me AND Marilyn.  For doing all the little things that mean so much.  You are truly the answer to every prayer I've ever prayed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm crying.  Time to let go of all the shit.  Going to be a long process, but David's going to be there.  And that makes it worth it.</content>
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    <title>Hm.</title>
    <published>2001-11-12T16:12:07Z</published>
    <updated>2001-11-12T16:12:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just looked back over all my old entries.  I mention being drunk quite a few times.  Interesting, since I don't drink that often.  Guess I must be trying to be cool.  *laugh*</content>
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    <title>*smile*</title>
    <published>2001-11-12T15:47:08Z</published>
    <updated>2001-11-12T15:47:08Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Well, for those of you on the edge of your seats...choir boy is awesome!!!!  I had a wonderful, wonderful time on Wed.  We went to see Monsters, Inc.  It's amazing to go out on a date with a nice guy.  Strange concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard not to fall...neither one of us has the time, for one thing.  And I'm scared to get all wrapped up again.  Especially with him...this time, I would be losing a lot.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is good.  Smiling a lot these days.</content>
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    <title>It all works out in the end</title>
    <published>2001-11-06T03:28:55Z</published>
    <updated>2001-11-06T03:28:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Amazingly, shitty, horrible, excruciating things happen to us for a reason.  After the week I had, and weekend, I finally had the guts to spill my feelings to the guy in choir I've been into for a LONG time.  I realized that it's time for me to face my smoking thing, since I want to quit anyway.  That's basically the main reason I hadn't said anything to him before (he's major allergic).  Actually, that's probably not true.  I think I've been selling myself short where he's concerned.  He's a wonderful, terrific, and NICE guy.  Don't know how to deal with those in a relationship!!!  *laugh*  And we're friends.  That makes a big difference.  So, he wants to go out with me too.  *smile*  Good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burping up Froot Loops.  Ick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked a whole 2 1/2 hours today.  Major bucks there.  Friday's check is going to SUCK ASS.  Fourteen hours....like almost 90 dollars after taxes.  Gee whiz.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, off to work some more on my 10-12 page research paper.  Due in like 2 weeks...aren't you impressed?</content>
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