( I know some of you have seen it... for those who haven't... just let your eyes unfocus.. it's a lil hard to see... but it's there.. just give it time)
I'm going to make some orange cookies.
My conscience has been gnawing at me over just about everything. I don't know if that means that I've been particularly worthy of guilt (free range, generalized guilt) or if I've just been particularly normal and feel particularly neurotic.
guilty and weird enough that I changed that last post about 6 times.
I just have to remember that I'm rather endomorphic. And being squeamish about something for a period of time doesn't mean I've necessarily changed. It just means that for the moment, those bits of me that would enjoy whatever it is are in flux.