whichever way you are going you are still going somewhere.

It always seems surprising in life when you think that things cannot possibly get worse and instead they get better.

Every time.

I just say that because I was thinking (something i do regularly though often without much result unfortunately) about an analogy for my life. Which i do do regularly (though never at three in the morning)I felt troubled that I left the blogsphere with such a finality and ill confidence and then a diet. There are many people in my life who I view their ups and downs as more of a staircase- like my dad, he is a stable person, pretty much never moves, and likes to keep it that way. But if you choose with him you can go up or down. I am more like an elevator in the busiest downtown Manhattan building, I am up, up up up up up up (pause) up up up up and down. But aren't most women? Well, with, less busy buildings so to speak?


and so, in all, I would say that my life consists largely of small ups and small-ly of large downs. And sometimes other stuff.

It is. three. in the morning.

But don't worry because people always bring me back up again. And sometimes, I even bring myself back up. Take that bellboy.erm, girl.

j

ps just because i said no hot dogs in the last post
does that mean i cant have sausage? i am starving people!
also i am already stressed about christmas. but only because i love EVERYONE. too much. i must crave their staircases as much as i crave hot dogs.