emo musings and chem.

been thinking about marriage and hooking up alot lately. going to make someone a phenomenal little wife. not a little "wifee" with the undertones of immaturity and silliness. i want to be a whole woman with a broad, fulfilling life with a whole husband who has his own broad, fulfilling life. together we'll be two strong individuals who mesh in the way that Jesus' blood did with our sins.

on a lighter note, had a sex dream about my chemistry professor in my fever sleep from the flu, which is funny because i have been largely skipping his class due to sickness [and police]. it was nice, i'll tell you. i never knew that i could be so good on top, in chair. haha, Juno is such a good movie!

i'm feeling a bit emo right now. finally found the gumption to send the the little pale ex my letter which was a cross between a photographic suicide note and a sonnet. he hasn't signed on to Myspace since the 28th [don't ask how i know], so maybe he'll be reading what i most intimately felt for him very soon. maybe he will be scared off. maybe he won't be scared off, propose, knock me up a few times, totally let me down like momma says that most all people will do and that the Bible warns to trust none, die in combat in Iraq or get exploded by a grenade into a barren place--and up sprouts the mandragora!

but in all honesty, i never needed him. i still don't.

and i don't want this wonderful specimen of a soul of mine to go to waste by spending another evening posting about her Stoic heart..

voila.