tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33854077.post5962018479816985127..comments2023-10-11T07:38:16.512-05:00Comments on Happy With Myself?: NewsreelKimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15166103373676743938noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33854077.post-7695531792367321002008-03-10T12:00:00.001-05:002008-03-10T12:00:00.001-05:00This comment has been removed by the author.Missyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18333850312400945250noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33854077.post-77340615892290306712008-03-10T12:00:00.000-05:002008-03-10T12:00:00.000-05:009 weeks puts things in a different perspective huh...9 weeks puts things in a different perspective huh?<BR/>Weird. Everythings changing. I don't like change.Missyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18333850312400945250noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33854077.post-59825716148438422752008-03-09T20:51:00.000-05:002008-03-09T20:51:00.000-05:00We had a blast. We don't get together often enough...We had a blast. We don't get together often enough (obviously). And you have no reason to be embarrassed. It was just good clean fun, right? I'm not looking forward to you going to MS, but I am looking forward to what's gonna happen while you're there and what's gonna happen when you get back. We should probably try to live closer to each other. Not that it would change anything. We used to live a block from each other. Twice. Remember? We'll probably see each other about as often over the next 3 years as we do now.JBLhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05616735857425857736noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33854077.post-5563832192832479772008-03-09T18:03:00.000-05:002008-03-09T18:03:00.000-05:00"Yikes" is an understatement. I'm like you. I'm no..."Yikes" is an understatement. I'm like you. I'm not going to think about it until...probably the day after ya'll have gone. Then I'll have to deal with reality. Until then, it's just a black cloud lingering over my head. I'm just not looking up.Paige Mhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11818057583428664367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33854077.post-64861250915884849012008-03-09T11:15:00.001-05:002008-03-09T11:15:00.001-05:00This comment has been removed by the author.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33854077.post-84124101505784162962008-03-09T11:15:00.000-05:002008-03-09T11:15:00.000-05:00It's probably best that you don't sit and think ab...It's probably best that you don't sit and think about it too much, you may freak yourself out. I do this, I call it my worrying-things-into-the-ground disease. It's not contagious so don't worry about having to avoid me! It's suppose to be beautiful next week for several days, and I'd like to get out and run again like I was a few weeks back. I'll have to catch up with you and the rest of the gang. I miss hanging with my peeps (as you put it!).<BR/><BR/>I'm sorry you had a nightmare. Hope you are ok from all that.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com