i just met a guy.
he's got hazel eys, a nice golden brown complexion, manual labor brawn (no gym-induced muscles... the real stuff) and in his mid-thirties.
he has lots and lots of cattle and land down under though still wonderfully sophisticated and witty. he can fly a plane and lives near my sister in sydney.

hindi ba't napakaganda?

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happy birthday charley!!!!

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i love my dad to bits. he is, on most occassions, a very cool guy. he does however possess this uncanny skill of making me feel like i'm a stupid 14 year old when he's 'expressing his concern'. his 'concerns' are not what bother me, all parents worry. it's just how he talks to me about them. this has always been a sore spot in our relationship, as ( Read more... )

i should be used to my sisters leaving by now... but it's always just as sucky.

flowers, italian food, lots of wine and never an awkward silence.

it's been a while.

My goddamn rock solid ghetto shiznit name is Tempestuous Jones.
What's yours?
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turns out, last week's havana night was even better than it seemed. the publisher i met (thank you carla for dancing with him!!) just emailed me and left me a copy of his book at the concierge of his hotel.

international friendships.

may mabuti ding napala ang pagha-havana nights ko.

i love leather chairs.

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