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i am seriously proud of my commitment to getting back on track... it seems that my commitment to being a better me is partly inspiring my new puppy to be a better doggie he has taken it upon himself to wow me with his potty powers.

that's right.. two potty's on the wee-wee pad!

my love knows no bounds and in the spirit of general awesomeness, i shall be a better me and learn to do the right thing, on the right place.

my day has been filled with all the rights... i made my bed, i had breakfast, i loved the dog, i slept the right amount, i went for bikram yoga (this alone quantifies my day as morally good but check out all the other things i did to win brownie points!), i worked, i wished V happy birthday and then M and i went to a friend's art debut at the lincoln center. i even topped my day by cappuccino (not a cosmo) and molten chocolate sinful death in a bite at pasti's... in heels. repeat required, in heels on the famous cobbled stones of meatpacking, in march, when there is snow outside.

i am so incredibly excited to have achieved all this in the span of 8 to 10 hours that i must carry on the momentum in to tomorrow. i have also decided to extend this awesomeness to bedtime and sleep like a model girl and not as my usual cow self - this implies that i shall attempt at sexy look in bed. which by the way is more encouraging since M has a never ending supply of ho_nyness. [insert appropriate blush] bless her, she really has me spoiled. i can wear a potato sack to bed and she thinks it's hot. what is wrong with her? i guess the fact is (and i should accept it), no one out there could possibly be 1% attracted to me in my current state of affairs except for M. this statement raises some serious intellectual and questionable issues about M but i sure ain't going to look a gift horse in it's mouth.

on that lovely note, good night!