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Those little dogs were dining on OC's patio a few Sunday's ago. I thought they were cute. I have a heart for pugs.

Today I gave blood. And passed out not a lot baby girl, just a little bit. The good news: While having my arm drained, I listened to the likes of Trey Songz and Rhianna through the Blood Bus speaker system. That was a very nice distraction. I was completely fine until the needle was out. They asked me to raise my arm, and the second I did I became all warm and I kept trying to close my eyes (pass out) and my stomach churned like I was going to throw up. And then I lost consciousness. Luckily they revived me quickly and efficiently with a sopping wet cold towel and a patch of ammonia. Hooray NH3!

And, also.

I have been such a colossal biatch to my family lately, I decided to buy something pretty for the dinner table (relationship between two concepts- minimal). Something about the fact that flowers are living brings me great joy. These are the flowers I want to carry down the aisle at my wedding. Well, not the exact ones I purchased today. They will be long gone (so it goes). But I want calla lilies in my hands at my wedding, and thats the real moral of the story here.

Another question.

Am I having a slow breakdown or am I rebuilding?

"I've never loved somebody fully, always one foot on the ground. By protecting myself truly, I got lost in the sounds I hear in my mind."