Mixed Up Confusion

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SOMEONE pointed out that I haven't updated in awhile.

Oops.

Things have been going pretty well, actually. Which is, of course, the reason I haven't updated. It seems I only update when my life is in shambles. (That theory will be confirmed by the end of this entry.)

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Today starts week three of my jury duty.

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THREE WEEKS. The prosecution isn't even done yet! That means I still have to sit through the defense's case and closing statements. Not to mention deliberation (unless I'm an alternate - fingers crossed!).

The funny thing is, that when you first show up for jury duty you watch (more)

I think my eyes are permently swollen from crying.

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This trial has affected me so much that I called the Captain last night after court was dismissed and asked him to take me to church.

You read that right.

Not only did I go to church, I initiated it. On a Friday night.

Of course, it was Good Friday, so the theme of the night didn (more)

I know it's April Fool's day, but I promise you this is no joke.

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So.

I don't even know where to begin.

I guess I should start at the beginning, right? Isn't that what they always tell you to do? So, here it goes. From the beginning.

Tuesday morning I was called for jury duty. I've never actually had to show up for it bef (more)

Tempting fate. Please don't let me regret this.

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As usual - I'm not dead, just not motivated to write much.

I've come to the conclusion that when I'm fairly content with my life, I have no need to write about it. It's when I'm miserable and sad and unhappy with life that I need to write it down, analyze it and figur (more)

Have I mentioned I adore him beyond words? Cause I do.

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This year has, hands down, started out as the worst year ever. (Though, hopefully things will change since my lovely friends have pushed the reset button and I get to restart the year!)

I spent New Year's Eve with the Captain. We stayed in and watch movies the entire night - nothing exci (more)

Have I mentioned I broke my foot? Or that I had one of the worst Christmases ever? No? Oh that's because my brain will not let me write about ANYTHING BUT THE BOY

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I just got back from picking the Captain up at the airport. I missed that boy beyond words. We spent the entire 2 hour car ride getting caught up on the past 10 days, had dinner and made plans for New Year's Eve.

I realize how ridiculous it is that I missed him as much as did, but oh we (more)

Chivalrous Chivas

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I dropped the Captain off at the airport this morning. At 1:00am. Fun times.

My sweet little Georgia peach is going home for 10 days, and I know he's only been gone for... 21 hours, but I miss him already. How ridiculous is that?! Let me answer for you - completely. It's only te (more)

I like who I am when I'm around him. Does that even make sense anywhere other than in my head?

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I'm sure you're sick of hearing my obsessive love-filled ramblings about the Captain, but my heart is practically overflowing and I can't not talk about him. It's ridiculous, really. Trust me, I know.

When I first became smitten with the Captain I fully intended on k (more)

I smile when I'm around him. Genuinely.

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This relationship, or whatever it should be called, is one of the oddest things that has ever happened to me. I've never had someone care so much about me without the subtext of trying to sleep with me. I'm so grateful to have him in my life.

Saturday night he took me out for sushi. (more)