I should be sleeping right now but I am so anxious. I forgot to mention his name in my last entry, I think it's because I think that it is perhaps bad luck that his name is the same as my last ex. His name is Jeremy Ardisana. Isn't that a beautiful last name??? My ten year old brother asked "What heritage is he?" He's not latin which most people may think. He's as white, brown hair, blue eyed as me. I just have such good feelings about this. Argh! Maybe I am just a crazy girl. I have given my self a Satin Hands treatment and one on my feet too in preparation. I think I'm going to where my reliable fushia vneck lace trimmed shirt minus the pushup bra (it's not THAT kind of thing again.) my flattering Ralph Lauren jeans and my new Khaki Gap peacoatish coat. Haven't figured out the underwear situation. I want to feel confident but I don't need to be sex divaish. Tomorrow I'll take a bath and exfoliate and majorly moisturize. This makes me even happier that I cut my hair.

Yesterday things went well on the mortgage thing (pinch me things are going good in all aspects). It was funny because the lady was commenting how she wished her daughters who are 20 and 24, married with child and engaged, would have there stuff so together. But I made the comment that if I had any luck in the guy department I wouldn't be where I am now. It has forced me to be independant. So once again you see there is a reason for everything. I feel the need to quote Lauryn Hill "Everything is everything, what is meant to be will be. After winter must come spring. Change it comes eventually."

Everyone cross their fingers for my date tomorrow.