boo on me

I know. I never write anymore. Suck. Busy, busy, busy. I'm bloated as hell from Thanksgiving. Still. Let's just say things got out of control. Today I'm eating all raw foods and I did hot yoga this morning. Now I'm going to go ak to the gym before a chair massage event this evening for class. I have 3 dates Thurs-Sat with 3 differnt guys, plus a new writing friend who is located in Manitoba of all places. I like him, which is probably why it's goodthat we don't live anywhere near each other that will allow us to meet and not like each other. I need to catach you up. I know it. But I have to leave now. This schedule is got me going crazy. For the record, I only have about 2 more weeks of this trimester left and then a break. Costa Rica? Peru? Galapagos? Nicaragua? Cuba? Where should I go? I need to book sooner rather than later. Kaui? Damn. Off to class. I promise you, I promise me, I will write more tonight. Or tomorrow morning. Very soon. I need it.