Been busy doing nothing

I swear I'm going to update. (Say swear?)

Quickest overview; heard thru the grapevine that "the ex" seems to be doing good. This gives me hope that coming back into town, will be that much easier.

LTA has new national directors, and I'm not one of them. Not surprised, not really dissapointed. I actually had a dream last night that actually scared me and made me thankful LTA is not the only thing on my mind.  When you dream about LTA you know you've been reading one to many emails....(I have been dreaming a lot though???--about everyone and everything. hmmm.)

Friends are hooking up and breaking up as the summer seems to be the time to do that.

Finally, as always I fall in love too easily. I still think the end of summer is going to be filled with fun and more fun.

Quick aside; my 14yr old crush wants me to meet his older cousin, 23yr old guy who as deemed by cousin as "really kool."  As he's interupted in telling me this, the Sonic guy, is handing over our milkshakes and  what not and  can't stop smiling, can't stop looking away from my breast either, but what can you do? As he leaves, my baby sister comments, "Wow, he wanted you. At least he was cute." He was cute, sort of, I guess.  Well this all takes place after going to dinner with my dad the night before, and as we walk into the restraunt, a group of about 4-5 (somewhat good looking) group of men approach me and ask for the time. I'm thinking possible AphiA's as I was wearing my cute new LTA tank? Maybe they just really needed the time. Well, they all ran scared when my dad came up behind me. Oh well, the attention is kind of nice. Its good to know I can still attract guys, I mean they were all good looking men, too. But I'm not trying and thats what's weird.

There is that philosophy-- once you're  taken everyone wants you, except I'm not taken? Perhaps, it's that evident that my heart belongs to someone else. LOL--or perhaps its the fact that I'm finally in the gym, or hell even out in the world, again.

*happy sigh, here's a metaphor for my friend J--

You know those really expensive gifts that you buy for a person, and they're too modest to take them? It happens especially when you really want them to have something and you end up having the pseudo-fight: "No, I couldn't." "No really, I want you to have it." "I can't, it's too much!" "Well, I can't return it!"

--grinning, all the while knowing you probably have the reciept in your pocket???

Damn, that was not quick at all.

Love to y'all kepping up with the "drama" that is my life. Even more luv to y'all that are part of the drama of my life, y besitos para mi amigo que lo desea.