Dear Diary, I had a Stupid Moment today. It was strange. I was driving down 8th East, and I automatically glanced down 2100 N. like I always do, and this time, out of all the other times that I think I see him and I don't, he was there. Turning right onto 8th East. I was dancing to "Mr. Brightside" and there he was, his face, his truck, HIM. I had the oddest reaction. My stomach clenched and my heart started to hurt. I don't think he saw me. Which is kind of... symbolic, don't you think? I have this strong reaction to him, and he doesn't even see me... Anyway... I kept driving, trying not to cry. What is WRONG with me???????? I seriously think I am crazy. Insane. SOMETHING. I've got to stop this and I just don't know how. How do you control split-second reactions? Why won't they go away? I am seriously, seriously messed up. Of course we all knew that already, didn't we? ;) Anyway. So aside from the occasional Stupid Moment, my life is pretty dull. Isn't that odd? Hardly any trama in my life. I have to say, there was a time when I didn't think that would ever happen again. Anyway. So life is pretty good. Seriously boring, but that's better than seriously tragic, isn't it? I certainly think so. Today I went on a Women are Wonderful rant with a guy friend of mine. Tee hee. Women ARE Wonderful, and no guy out there better forget it! And no girl, either. Especially not the girls. :) Love, Lisa Ann P.S. I debated whether or not to put the Stupid Moment in here. Oh well. I did. I'm sorry.