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Happy new years. I hope it's a good one.

I worked this morning, drank some coffee when I got home, and watched this movie about wine called "Bottle Shock." It made me want to have wine, not gonna lie.

I enjoyed a long hot shower, relaxing my muscles and my brain. I am now drinking champagne, going to take a short cat nap, and then I will make homemade pizza. After dinner, I shall venture off into the nightlife dancing away and drinking and being with friends. I have a feeling this will be a good one. Hmm, I need an outfit.

Be safe and have fun.
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This was meant to be yesterday's photo, but I didn't have the time to post it. I took a shower, took this picture, and proceeded to get ready to go out. John and I took the train to this bar in Wicker Park where we got this sweet deal of getting in for free and getting 3 free drinks. It was well worth it. We met up with a few friends and danced and drank and ate pizza. My friend Dennis actually made a petition for me so I could run for mayor (hahaha). I don't think it will happen, but wouldn't that be nice? I need 12,000 signatures!

We got home pretty late, and ended up falling asleep shortly after that. I woke up this morning and went to work, dreading it the whole time.

So, here is yesterday's photo. My apologies.
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I have to leave for work in a few minutes. This is my routine: Wash my face, fix my hair, brush my teeth, down some water with a multi-vitamin, pack my work clothes in my backpack, and head out the door. Walking to work has been getting more and more difficult with the increasing temperatures and deathly humidity. By the time I walk through the doors, I want to sprawl all out on the cold floor and take a quick nap. Perhaps I should make my way over to the freezer section this time and stick my face in the coolers.

Tonight is the first day of the Uptown Rib Fest, which I'm excited about. It just means there's another cool festival I can hang out at that's close to home.

Eek, I'm gonna be late. Bye bye.
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I made these stuffed peppers last night. They are the best I've ever had! Well, nothing comes close to my mama's stuffed peppers, but I think I would have done her proud with these. I was going to take a picture of it, but I was so hungry, and they looked so delicious, I ate one and completely forgot to take a photo. Perhaps next time.

Our drain is fixed. I can't wait to wash this mountain of dishes!
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This morning I went to the beach for about 3 hours. Got some much needed sun that has been lacking a lot lately. Yesterday, after Peace Fest, I ended up hanging out with Meghan as it was her birthday a few days ago. It was fun...interesting, to say the least, but enjoyable nonetheless.

Tonight, I'm going to this big, big party. I guess you could say it's a rave, since I don't know any other types of parties that go until 9am.
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I really need time away from this computer. I get sick of being on it all the time. This project is the main reason I hover to my computer, and then I get wrapped up in other things.

I really would like a Flip camera. I feel as if I should be expanding my mediums. Being around a camera all the time, and trying to capture these moments is really difficult. I want to give myself new challenges. New things to feed my brain, let the creative energy flow and somehow tie all these things together.
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I remember being a kid. I remember how incredibly fearless I was. I was always climbing trees and hopping fences and playing sports in the street and attempting the most difficult gymnastics tricks to be like the older girls. I remember getting cuts and stitches and not letting it ever slow me down. I remember going to Nashville to visit family and friends and walking out of the house without letting anyone know to explore on my own. I remember losing my mother in a store because I wanted to hide in between the racks of clothes. I remember taking all of my clothes off and running around outside in my neighborhood. I remember my mother taking me to church and I'd sit there and play with my Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles figurines and crawl under all of the pews. I remember never ever wanting to sit in a stroller, as I always preferred to walk.

Now that I'm older, I sometimes fear that I'm losing that sense of courage, freedom, and braveness. I fear a lot of things now that I have more responsibility which leads to stress and worries. I've always become such a lazy ass person at times. I wish there was a way to gain that attitude back. Where did it all go wrong?