Lost Treasure

Hmm....a blog. Forgotten and abandoned.

Alright already!

I apologize...I should have posted to tell everyone that I have 'abandoned' this blog for the use of my MSN space.
http://spaces.msn.com/missreagans

Goodbye dear Blog...you have served me well and I thank you (and my previous Blog) for all you have put up with.

Things I am happy about and I suppose the Internet doesn't need to know, but I am going to tell you anyway

Because forming sentences takes too long:
*PLEASE stop thinkin you're all that cause honestly I told ya the first 4 times I have no interest in your pants party
*Hooques.....oh ya baby!
*We are sooo roasting someone soon
*I can totally learn to speak another language.....what's that about old dogs and new tricks?
*Yes I am walking around with a perma-smile and giggling sporadically like an idiot....just let me do it-it's called HAPPY
*Teriyaki Rice Crackers.....ummmmm
*5lbs down....that's all about that
*Ohhh...stirring the pot-o-lesbians, stirring the pot-o-lesbians

Starting Over

It's what I'm doing, and this time I'm not going to worry about other people's thoughts and feelings about my choices. It makes me happy and vice versa so that's what I'm going to focus on. You can either be happy or not but know that your criticism will not be entertained. Not this time. Heehee.
I am also completely addicted to Vegas. There are too many stories and way too much drunken fuzziness to put together a detailed account, but I'm definately going back and Vegas Fucken Rocks!
Have fun Pete......remember to call me before you hit the drive-thru chapel.

Because of Love

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my
true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always
meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the
bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which
grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars
apart

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

My belleza

The still waters of the water under a frond of stars.

El remanso des agira bajo franda de luceros

The still waters of your mouth under a thicket of kisses.

El remanso de tu boca bajo espesura de beses

Who knew?

It was brought to my attention today that I may be living a life very similar to someone I know. It put an interesting spin on my views of my own personality and lifestyle. It also made me laugh. I think I'm almost proud.