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i am: obsessed with Riley
i think: about re-decorating the house EVERY DAY
i know: that i don't do enough every day
i want: the motivation to do it
i have: the greatest hubby in the whole world
i wish: i could go to Houston to see Nathalie's new baby
i hate: watching the news (ditto Ash!)
i miss: my parents; it was great having them here this weekend (stupid, Ike)
i fear: dying alone
i feel: unmotivated
i hear: just the whirring of my laptop. weird.
i smell: nothing. i guess a candle would be in good order.
i crave: a cigarette. shoot, it's been 7 days!
i search: for inspiration (for anything) on the internet
i wonder: how much longer i will enjoy my job
i regret: not that much
i ache: for a passion
i care: about my family & friends
i always: think i'm right
i am not: sure if i really want kids or if it's just because everyone else has one
i believe: it's going to get better soon
i dance: not often enough
i sing: in the car and in my head
i cry: a lot less than i used to
i don’t always: remember things that i should
i fight: when i'm waaaaaasted
i write: poorly
i never: feel like there is enough time anymore
i stole: about 15-20 years ago
i listen: to music....a lot
i need: to know what is happening next - surprises suck
i am happy about: life in general