On my MP3 player: Patrick Swayze's 'she's like the wind.' If I stop to think about it, Dirty Dancing prolly screwed up my ideas of love...
I know, it's 11 o'clock, why aren't I asleep? Well, I just got home from hanging out with Zachary, where we had a very lovely evening; and I had an entry floating around in my head.
I do not like to define myself. There are very few absolutes about me: I'm a woman (sure) and that's really about all I'll always own up to being.
I don't like to limit myself, or limit others, by saying "I am always ____, or I am always ____." The most I can usually say is "I'm most often not _____." But that could change too, given a particular situation.
I guess what I'm trying to say (and can't formulate very well) is this: this is stacy, subject to change.
evening
