  ahhh...the blogger log-in screen said kindly, "welcome back, Ms Koolaid. " Yes, old friend, yes indeedy. This is going to sound very Brigette Jones (Bridgett? ), but I make a proclomation that from here on out I will write my journal entries as fill-in-the-blanks, with each blank representing the various phases of men in my life... Observe: (please substitute current name of current man-friend) February 2: I will now admit that I want to make money. Lots of money. That way I will never need to be dependant on {blank} to support me. December 1: I hate feeling like taking care of the relationship is my responsibility. And not only that, he makes me feel annoying for bugging him about it. Sometimes I am not sure me and {blank} would last.
September 12: I love {blank} so much. He can be such a sweetheart sometimes and I'm such a controlling bitch. Just an observation from a girl who's just read her own past 20 years of sporadic and nonetheless whiney...(winey? ) personal journals. Thanks for listening.. and, er...sorry about that last one... 
