At one point today, I felt self-conscious, and it amused me. I was sitting on the beach when it happened. Honestly, there were a group of sixteen year old girls in string bikinis, and a platoon of shiny young boys that gleamed like sparkly treasure. The whole scene was rippling. And they were sitting, and flirting, and just being themselves next to us.
hahaha. That's a great story that made me laugh. and at the time I was having issues with my guy friend and thought what the hell, I've done stranger things. it required a stick, a white ribbon, and some words written on a piece of paper
I was listening to a newbie at work complain about how poorly a customer of hers was treated by a previous rep, and I thought that I'd rather eat my head than listen to her rant on. I quite obviously stepped out of hearing range, and * poof * she disappeared. I don't remember what she looks like, I don't know what floor she's on, and if she said something to me
hahahaha! No. Really. Which stereotype do you fall under? Jock You love playing sports and being active almost every waking moment of your life. It wouldn't surprise me if you played a sport in high school or college. Click
I like to think that I have an answer for everything that Kole asks, and can be straight up with her, but it always happens at the most inappropriate times. "How come everyone else has a Daddy except me?" in a huge line-up in the grocery store. "What does a penis look like?" waiting to be served dinner in a crowded family restaurant. "Why does that girl have string around her waist and in her bum?" loudly referring to a girl
1) Favourite Blogger - Shovelheat without a doubt. 2) Most Interesting Blogger - Bluedev. Wide variety of topics, though he blogs in spurts. hehehe. 3) Most Talented Blogger - Dylan. Achingly amazing. 4) Most Dedicated Blogger - Dharma and Tex. Both write great real life writing, I'm thankful that they keep it up. They give this place the feeling of home. 5) Nicest Blogger - Dynamaso, Sally and SanChonino. <BR
All I do is Create New Article Here, and after about fifteen minutes or so of writing, so much is lifted. I need this like I've never needed anything else. Most of my shit is just boring, old, everyday stuff. Who really wants to know how crappy my day has been, or if I just got a rockin' new haircut? My girl got her shoulder length hair c
excellent! I loved this!
Dr Guy, I think I mixed you up at some point with some other political guy.... but I don't follow those threads much, so I never did remember the name of the other one.
i miss every little thing that goes on, it seems. it's still funny, but there's no point in taking sides, so i usually just sit back and watch it all fall into place however it goes... i've yet to flame anyone, but that's just 'cause i'm so sweet. (and fairly inebriated at times... hehehe)
happy happy happy!!!
Marriage scares me. I've got a great example set before me (my parents have been married for more than 44 years) and I've seen a lot of them fail. And when I think about 22 years olds (and younger!) marrying, I just think they're babies and how can you possibly know what you want when you're that age? But what the heck. I'm not the most mature woman out there, and just 'cause I can't see it happening to me, doesn't mean it can't happen to
I thought this article would be a little more imagination/fantasical in nature by the title, but it sounds absolutely lovely, no matter. My sons of course were begging me most of that time for a try. hehehe... everytime we go to the mall, Kole wants a shot at the massage chair. Kids.
The best cure for a speeder is to not let him/her drive for awhile. I stopped driving (not because I had to, but because my car died and I wasn't insured to drive anyone else's vehicle regularly) and after about a year and a half, I find it hard to let 'er rip like I used to. Although, I wonder if it's a 'talent' that just comes back after awhile...
I don't have my eyes peeled for you when I see your name listed in the forums, or as the author of a new article. If there are 50 responses to an article that I've just read, and you wrote one of them, chances are that I either didn't notice or didn't care. Unless I've literally clicked on an article, wrote a response directly acknowledging your contribution, or exc
I have multiple personalities – in a good way! Right on. Too much of one thing is boring. It sounds easy going with the changes.
I'm going to say my yearly sentence in your comment section: I can't wait until winter.
Only one lousy day off this week, and I'm bitter. I might be happier about the three day weekend coming up in a couple of weeks when I'm actually enjoying it, but right now I can't think that far ahead. Instead, I want to stay up late and go see Superman at the drive-in, or walk downtown to Have You Seen? to pick up some old black and white movie that I haven't seen i
I don't think you're ever too old to do anything that you really want to. Although, I can't imagine being a new mother at 50, because my baby will be just in her twenties when I turn 70. Even in my thirties I still need my mother badly. I think if you feel good about your looks you could and should wear anything you damned well please. Even if there is a bit of bulge under your arms, or around your waist. There is nothing I appreciate mor
You know, I hate my job as much as the next person, but on days like these, I'm glad that I'm sitting on an adjustable chair with wheels positioned just so under the aircon. I couldn't take working outdoors on a day like today. Believe me, I've been there, though. I recall a long weekend as burning as today, where I worked overtime making endless boxes of gr
I've had more interesting conversation with broccoli. And how did that go? hehe.
I went to church during holidays with my family, was sent to Sunday school and Bible Camp in the summers with a neighbor for both enlightenment for myself, and an earned break for a mother who was tired of looking after 3 small children. I went to church later on, on my own as a teenager, and finally left it because I moved away from the community that I lived in. I didn't lose God, really, but never did find another church that suited me a
Me likey. It kinda reminds me of the best kind of road music, you know. Driving along on an empty highway with nothing to do but to enjoy the sounds and the view. I dig.
My fav's gotta be The Breakfast Club. Anything with the word neomaxizoondweebie in it has GOT to be good. Go fix me turkey pot pie!
hmm, people watching is one thing, but concentrating only on the members of the opposite sex is another! However, there was a girl at work today, and even I was checking her out. Must have been the outfit that she had on. Only natural... hehe.
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