Roommate is the most industrious and non-carnal person I know. It always makes me start out with a little bit of guilt in my days of indulge. Today I got a pedicure, got a student massage, and saw a matinee. The odd little part of the day was a broken conversation with Vietnamese Pedicure Man. He held up the color I had chosen. "I like this one- spice. I see it little bit nasty. Like girl 25 and getting married and she not wearing white dress." Super. Thanks for sharing. Apparently my toes have been slutted up. Trampy little things.
White Glue says she is a magnet for people sharing their darkest secrets. I may be the magent for bizarre thoughts.
Saw the Prince Caspian movie with Pony Tale. It was good. There was this line about wondering why Aslan hadn't appeared or proved he was there to fight for his people. The response was that perhaps the people had to prove themselves to him. I wondering now about whether we have to prove ourselves to God.
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Good thought. So what do your toes say to God or prove to Him? Probably that you are is the right place. Peace.
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