What better time to write then when I should be sleeping. Went country dancing again tonight. It's becoming my Tuesday night ritual. And I love it. NOT because I've lived in Texas. My CO friends bought me there and now I can't leave. I love it. Not only is it a blast to line dance, the atmosphere is a great and the live music rocks. EXCEPT for when the DJ plays "SAVE A HORSE, RIDE A COWBOY," my absolute favorite line dance (and song for that matter). This song happens to be the only song you can use this line dance to also. It's great and I enjoy myself, whether I'm with 5 friends or just one. All I want for Christmas is a hot cowboy hat and an awesome belt.

Any ways. On to more the depressing part of the blog (like always right?). It's too bad really, I'm a bit too negative but at least I admit it. I'm definitely working on, don't worry MOM! Everything is intense when it comes to matters of the heart. It's inevitable, you know, the pain. When you care more than you should, you get what you deserve. I shall not complain, but yet say this. I love you. What will be will be. And that's all I've got.

"At some point we have to make the choice to roll up our sleeves and do the work."