Watching the movie "Center Stage" always makes me sit up straighter. The whole weight issue that the one character goes through in the movie, and her eating disorder strikes too close to home. I realized something today. It never goes away. No matter how much you think you are over it, you still analyze yourself in the mirror 24/7, sucking in your stomach, thinking that maybe if you don't eat today it'll make the extra weight you gained go away.

That's a little too candid for my liking. No more personal entries, I promise. In the words of Kate Hudson, "On to the next!"

Landscape men at 7:30 in the morning suck. Especially when you sleep right next to the window where they mow.

I bought a bikini and a John Mayer cd today. Two completely unrelated things, but its amazing how I can fit them in the same sentence.

I find it ironic how I can listen to John Mayer and not cry anymore. How I can even buy one of his cds with that song on it. You know, THAT song. Rock on change. Rock on.

The water was about 70 degrees as I stepped into it this afternoon. The Gulf of Mexico was a brilliant blue, and the sky was clear with those puffy white clouds I love so much. The sound of the Gulf was like music as Nanci Griffith ran through the cd player of my head singing, "I want to ride the waves down in Galveston/ When the hurricanes roll in/ Cause that Gulf Coast water tastes sweet as wine/ When your heart's blowing home in the wind."

I used to be a poet. Last night at three a.m. I found inspiration.