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well - finally got this thing to work - yesterday I couldn't get the "tool bar" to show. My type color was invisible - I wonder if that's a sign.
Anyway what I wanted to put into writing was my frustration with my diet. As the doctor told me "something's not right." I have to tighten my scheculd so that I'm not waisting my time. Stick to the diet and don't cheat. I have to lose 22 lbs - or a little over one and a half stone. If I stay cool I can do it. No big deal!
Red is my favorite color (colour)- not only en femme but in drab. Red designates courage, love, strength and loyalty. Sure it's the color of blood but only if the blood hits the air. Otherwise blood is any where from blue to purple. Blue and purple are ok but they don't have te character of RED.
How come I use the British spelling and refer to "stone" every once in a while? - good question. I think I envy my British friends. They do have some advatages I don't have. They live in a small country - have rapid transit(on occasion)and meet up with their friends when the spirit moves them. I live in an area where I'd have to travel a hundred miles to meet up with trannies. Being we live in what's called "red neck country" we have to be careful, very careful. Dallas and Houston have a liberated attitude but the other communities are stuck in the 18th century. I truly beleive we'd be burned at the stake or lynched. That's a terrible way to live but that's the way it is. I can dress at home but don't step outside.
Why am I writing this? Because it bothers me.
