Finally!

It seems the evil miasma is gone! Today around mid afternoon, for no apparent reason, I just started feeling better. When I drink, it screws up my brain and I get really depressed and sullen for days afterward. I wonder if all those sips I took are the culprit? So now I'm happy again. Hooray! I was even joking around with the other parents at tae kwon do during Ethan's class today. I had a nice chat with a lady from South Africa who says that things are "lovely," in the most lovely accent. I think it's so cool when she says that! I wish I could pull it off. And then tonight I had a LONG IM with Jared. Apparently he hasn't tired of me, cause he told me a secret about himself, and then started talking all about our relationship, and I seriously upset him by telling him my theory that he only asked me out cause he thinks I'll crack given the chance to have sex. He was saying all the right stuff, though. Either he's a better playa than I thought, or he really likes me. The only big problem is he wants the booty, and Margie don't play that. I got a big chance to show off my damaged side, and if that don't run him off. . . then the conversation turned to the whole, "where does it say in the bible that you shouldn't have premarital sex?" Of course I was able to find verses to that effect, and then he brought up the whole, "there was a ho that hung with Christ and she was forgiven," bit. Poor Jared. He doesn't realize I went over all this with myself a long time ago. I had to convince myself, so I know all this stuff! He said that he asked me out because we're an optimal match. I felt it wise not to point out the big problems at that point. Maybe he meant personality wise. And when he left, he said, "Goodnight, sweetie!" teehee. I'm really glad I got in a good mood BEFORE I talked to him, or I would suspect that my happiness hinges on men liking me. Well, my head hurts due to a severe limit on my intake of calories today, so I'm going to bed.