Today has been a pretty good day. I dont want to talk about it because I dont think it was great but it wasnt bad, and tomorrow could be better! Anyways, Steven just came in he had been outside bangin away on his guitar, and it was soothing. I am sorry he quit playing, it helps me to relax and write. Playing is like his blog, where I enjoy writting and ranting on here, he bangs on his guitar and it helps him. I know that if he's playing shortly he will be in a better mood. I like that he has his thing. The real world is on. I love the real world. When I was 18 that is what I wanted to do. I wanted to go on the real world so bad. At the time I lived in Atlanta and I worked at fellinis and I was a wild child born to run, and I was friends w/ joe he was like 2 years older then me and still went to baseball came during the summer lol and was a virgin (big surprise) But we thought we would make an outstanding duo on the real world. I guess I will never know now. I cant be on there now I have kids and morals now. Everyone knows you cant go on the real world w/ morals. Atlanta was so fun when I was younger I made 450 every thursday and I had 90 dollar cell phone bill and 107 car incurance payment and the rest of the money went to shopping. SHOPPING SHOPPING. I loved to shop. I still do I just dont have that much cash to blow anymore so its not quite as fun anymore. If I could do anything again I would be 18 one more time. Anyways I am going to go, not much going on and I just wanted to talk let the fingers move. lol. the babies are sleeping and I am about to kick stevens ass in the some beatle bug racing on N64~ peace out homie g funk! lol later xoxo tara