i wonder if the head pain is an approaching flu.

the girls are asleep. i have a raging headache. im in the office with the chocolate pudding bowl, my passport, and the fair trade email list. i still have a headache. i find myself in a position of both excitment and dread. i am weighing heavily the desicions that i am plunging myself into and though perhaps, i say i am thrilled, and i get wild streaks of adventure in my eyes- i would rather not do the hard work what so ever, i would rather not be deadicated or commited or disciplined. i want to twirll in skirts again and feel just that free when involving myself with the hour of everydays. whatever. so i will twirl and be free and work hard to be exhausted at the close of the day, whatever hour that may be.

p.s. i couldn't get a comment on your page lucas. im not one to fret out. im only one to be a massive skeptic until an day comes when i can not longer deny. that day has already been. continue on fellow warrior. i mean it. sparkle, shine.

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still determining the gladiator. any opinions i should possibilty consider?
take care. all.

picking the gladiator

might it be in the hair length? or the color of spandex that clings so tightly? gladiator nights beginning this next monday. 7:00 @ the pour house. thats the word on the street. and this word is true. ...no ive just got to choose my pick.