I just looked in the mirror. I'm sunburnt. and because my swimsuit is very high-cut in the front, I can't wear anything except a tshirt, now....so much for all those sun dresses I brought... -_-;;

dear future ali. how are you? i am good. i'm also in florida, and I thought that since I have a little free time on my hands, and since I've already had several heated arguements with my mom, that I should drop you a line and remind you of a few things.

1) Do not discuss Brian with your mom. She's a little batty about this particular issue, and all you're going to do is make it worse. You can ask for help if you need it, you can have him home for a weekend, you can even mention him in passing. But the more you talk about him, the more likely it is that mom's going to start rehashing every arguement you've ever had on the subject.

2) Do not talk about future Brian plans with Mom. Remember, she got married when she was 20, and sorely regrets it. You do not plan on doing this yourself, but she's still going to impose all of her "YOU'RE TOO YOUNG!!!" issues on your regardless of what you're actually planning to do. Wait until you're 27 and he (or whoever) asks you to marry him. THEN you an mom can chat. In the meantime....just keep your yap shut, ok?

3) Do not talk to people when you're tired. At all. Conversations about anything of signifigance are a particular nono. You know you're going to get over-emotional, and that you'll say things you don't mean, or that you mean but really shouldn't have said. Better to just go to bed.

4) Do not make a big deal about Brian staying over. It's NICE when he does, but it's no biggie. REALLY. The effort involved is not worth it. Why not just let him go home at a reasonable hour? He'll be over first thing in the morning, anyway....why does he have to be around when you're unconcious? Just leave the poor boy alone.

5) Do not buy clothing unless you're in love with it. Otherwise, you know it's just gonna sit in your closet until mom finds it and forces you to wear it.

6) ummm......don't forget your keys?

K, I'm done. Hope this helps.

Love,

Past Ali

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It is a glorious thing to have a laptop.

A few seconds ago, an old man with a cell phone grinned at me and said, “That looks like a great office!” He couldn’t be more right. I’m sitting next to the pool at the Sonesta Beach Resort Key Biscane, about a half-hour away from Miami. There’s a cool breeze coming off thhe ocean that smells of sand and salt, and even in shade the air is comfortably warm. If I look over my shoulder I can see the water, glittering in the late morning sun under a pale, blue sky. My god, there are PALM TREES here. Palm trees! After seemingly endless New York winter, I can’t tell you how good it feels to be wearing a tank top outside. And to be surrounded by friendly, helpful, contented people, instead of the usual “get the fuck outta my way” Manhattan types.

I don’t have a swim suit, and I can’t check into my room just yet....for now, I’m happy just to be warm and pampered. I needed this vacation. I can tell already. As much as I love my new home in New York, it’s a city that eats away at you if you stay for too long. Every so often, a girl just needs a break.

And, looking at the fleet of cabana boys waiting to serve me, this is most definately going to be a break. A long, relaxing, much longed for break. ^_^

y'know what's really weird? When you're in a discussion about sex experiences, and an ex-boyfriend of yours recounts something in a blissfully vague sort of way...except that you know you're the only person they've been with, and that they're talking about you. O_o

I'm all tight in the chest...but I just inhaled a whole lotta pepper, so that's prolly it... ;P

Ali is here! Me so happy, even though she is leaving soon. She says she should make some sort of vague announcement that she is leaving for Florida tomorrow morning and won't be home until Sunday. She'll probably be online anyway but she won't be posting as much. She will be far away from me though! Anyway, I'm making up for her laziness by telling everyone who's reading this. :)

see, he can't really stay over all that often, because of various family-type issues....and so no matter how badly I want him not to go, I just have to bite my lip and try not to make him feel bad. And tonight, even though I'm about to leave for five days and won't be able to see him and will miss him terribly, it looked like I was going to lose out to his mom again... *sighs* which was fine, because she's old and lonely and he DID spend all day with me already....

so there I am, trying to keep a stiff upper lip while all I can think about is how much I want him to stop putting on his coat....when he sort of looks at me funny, pulls me into a hug and tells me he was going to surprise me but he'll be back in a couple hours. I'd told him before how every time he leaves on a night like this, I want him to turn around and come running back, and to tell me that he's changed his mind.

I guess he remembered...

*sighs* I love him so much. So much that I went and made him Strawberry Jello as soon as he left ;}

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