I really wanted to start by telling you that I lied yesterday when I said I don't make lists. What I meant to say is that I used to make lists. I used to have goals. I had everything perfectly planned out in my life, careerwise. But then I deviately from the plan and since then, I just haven't had the heart to go back to being a goal girl.

Because I saw the light. I know the secret. And I am going to tell all of you.

It all works out.

That's all. That's the secret. In the end, it all works out.

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I read Gingi's entry today and I wanted to respond. I wanted to tell you all that I want 1 person.

I want monogamy. I don't want someone who sleeps around. A cheater. A liar. A sexual predator. Those I've known.

The search is on for 1 person.

That's all.

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Toastgirl makes me LAUGH. I mean *really* laugh. She signed my guestbook.

She knows that I was talking about Fred's song "My Way" in which the refrain is "It's my way or the highway."

That Fred. Quite a prophet. Such a way with words. Such VISION.

Courtney picked a winner this round. Ding, ding. Or should I say, bling, bling?

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I forgot to tell you guys, I'm making an early exit this week. Heading to South Beach. Delano style.

In perfect form, I recieved a Fed EX package from my father this morning. The note read "Have a wonderful time. Nothing good happens after midnight! Love, Dad" That was the basis of my strict curfew until I was in college. I fought that sentence my entire life. And do you want to know something?

He's right.

Hope your weekend is filled with surprises.

I'll be up to no good.

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