i went to belize. i cut my hair. i read a few books. i got laid. i bled continuously for 90 days. i packaged thousands of chocolates. i wore lipstick. i screamed at my children (and a few of yours). i saw a terrible movie. i celebrated a 30th birthday (not mine). i fought. i threatened to turn someone into the irs. i started a new drug. i coerced someone. i sped. i pho'd. i ate shrimp. lots of them. i climbed mayan ruins. i saw a man have a spiritual awakening (and a spiritual fall-asleepening). i made women friends. i drop kicked an old business partner. i negotiated legal things. i sweated. i subjected my yard to short lived rage and inspiration. i threatened to finally bury the placenta that's in my freezer. i froze some stick bugs. i allowed a fish to die under my care. i treated a very high fever. i forgave someone. i contemplated life without lady parts. i stuck my neck out. i flirted. i texted with no pants on from my ob/gyn table. i punched someone in the gut. i asserted my distaste for dirty dishes. i gagged. i laughed when my son flipped me off. i wished you would just get drunk. i tempted you into an alley way. i corrupted my favorite catholic friend. i sat on him and cracked his back. i sang along. i teapot danced with lorenzo. i advised on married boyfriends and drunk girlfriends. i winked. i said no. i taunted. i came. i saw. i conquered. i compared my daughter to an indian monkey man with double jointed fingers. i missed a concert. i fell in love. i scared a baby. i ate your cupcake. i drank your wine. i withheld. i graded. i came into possession of a 'wtf?!' stamp. i ate lunch with a mentor. i was biopsied. i waited. i didn't care. i woke up early. i woke up very late. i made someone cry. i made someone laugh. i applied for a business license (after four years in business). i stubbed my toe. i was impressed by someone's very bad grammar. i missed someone. i swore. i asserted myself. i read your mind. i planned a fake wedding. i chose fake china. i flip-flopped. i had a ramen affair. i threatened my stepson. i listened to bad music. I CAN'T STOP.
i did not blog. apparently.