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I guess I haven't had the time or desire to write in here lately. Things are a lot different. I got a DWI. That sucked. I only blew a .085 and the legal limit is .08. I only had two drinks! But I'm prescribed klonapin and ativan which really messed up my equalibrium when I did the field sobriety tests. I went to court on August 20 and the other side didn't have my blood test results, so it was continued to some day in October. *Sigh* I don't want to think about it anymore. Paul and I are dating. But we aren't officially girlfriend and boyfriend which is Paul's decision because he says he likes being single and not having to answer to anyone. It really bugs me that he's being that way, but I don't feel like he's going out and hooking up with other chicks. I'm probably being worse than he is. I really like him though. He's cute, has a good sense of humor, and is damn goood in bed. When we were together 5 years ago, I feel like our relationship was totally based on sex. I'm glad that we spent like 6 months just being friends when we reunited (he randomly hit me up on Facebook). Now we know each other a lot more than we did before. We actually have had a couple fights - they weren't so bad - and call me crazy, but I think that's a good thing. Before he would never tell me when he was bothered by something I did and just let it build up inside of him. Not healthy. Well, my dad decided to sit on the couch and watch Hellboy 2 with me, so I'm going to end this.
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