This thoughts.com thing has been nice to join and be a part of. I find myself reading and seeing I'm really not as different as I thought I was. lol Or maybe I just hoped I was all this time.

I wanted to be different, yes, that is exactly what it is...but it doesn't seem to be the case. I read blogs and relate. I can read anything and get the feeling I know exactly what they are saying. Even when I read Explicit stuff...I relate.
I'm drinkin wine tonight...brought on by a blog I read a few days ago. I used to drink and I loved it. Tonight I drink and I'm content. Will Ferrel is on t.v. right behind me as I type this and I find him so funny I can hardly concentrate on this blog, or is it because the wine? lol

So what was I saying, oh yes, I'm just like you. ahh, at last I'm not anything special. It's kind of dissapointing. I sooooo mispelled that....or did I? Geeze...this is why I don't drink. I love it!

I find myself wanting to put my business out there so people can say "Wow that really touched me" or "You are good" Maybe that is why it has taken me so long to come out with the truth of who I am. What I am. What I will become. Who knows? I sure don't!
Do you?

So If I continue my journey on thougts.com I must come up with something a little more exciting to put out there. At the same time I look at my other blogs and say "well done!" But there isn't any clue really in those blogs of who I really am.

Did you know that strippers have feelings too? Did you know that strapping drugs to a five foot two hot chick and heading to L.A. was a very hard decision to make? Did the Stripper do it? and why is a stripper trash? If the stripper hasn't stripped since 98 is she still considered trash?  lol the wine is almost gone and I must rest my head and say goodnight to everyone. . . including Will Ferrel.