9:38am I feel sexy. I have for the past couple of days. It heightened last night at the party. I'm sure that's because I was more aware of the eyes staring. I think it has something to do with what I'm wearing right now too. The comfy jeans purchased in Las Vegas in January while shopping at The Gap with Nathan. Got my Joe Boxer black briefs on, and a plain white t-shirt/under shirt. The pants I bought big so that they'd be baggy, but I've since lost weight and so they don't stay on very well. Flash. Haha.
Tina sent me a text message this morning to see if I got to work okay. I'm wondering what happened to Chuck. I know he'll be fine. I'm sure Eric took care of him. Wow....I remember the most random names. So I just called him and yeah...he's good.
10:14am Ryan Harris was at the party last night. I think I said to my to my Rye. Hehe...Possessive terminology. I've never done that before today. It's just a reference. Anyway, as I'm sensitive to not speaking too much of other people's lives here in public I think I may have shared too much while talking last night. All goes back to my idea that open lives leave little to no room for miscommunication, lies, deception. My utopia.
Fireworks were okay. I think my mind wants brilliant displays like at the end of Meet Joe Black or in the show at EPCOT.
You have to lose the illusion to love the reality.