me me me me Meme Too!

I thank Bookhart for the tag, as I’ve been feeling quite sad and lonely. No comments. I have readers but no comments. Sadness. If I had one of those annoying friggin’ MySpace sites, it would play “Gloom, Despair, and Misery on Me”. Es muy lamentable, si? But NO– I was tagged. It’s like being papered, you know? Proof someone out there likes you. So, thank you Bookhart–

I AM: a mama
I WANT: really great nachos from Nuevo Leon
I WISH: for more time
I HATE: cockroaches AND clowns
I MISS: my babies when they’re here but not here
I FEAR: the current administration (amen Bookhart)
I HEAR: Fat Monroe (Littlest’s cat) snoring on my chest
I WONDER: how the geocentrists justify their line of reasoning
I REGRET: only one thing, and really not that fully– because all of my mistakes landed me here, with my family.
I AM NOT: staid
I DANCE: pretty much every day
I SING: a lot. To the possible embarassment of the babies.
I CRY: during Gilmore Girls. And Buffy. And lotsa books. As quietly as possible.
I AM NOT ALWAYS: awake.
I MADE: my own way since I was sixteen.
I WRITE: not enough
I CONFUSE: capitol and capital, my mom, the rats in the outside garbage can whenever possible
I NEED: to take care of myself again.
I SHOULD: finish my design class tomorrow.
I START: enought things that I drive other people crazy, but
I FINISH: all of them– on my own time– and am not flummoxed by the mess in the meantime. Everyone else is, though…
I TAG: the MonkMan. If he’s still reading. Like I said, feelin’ quite pitiful and such.