Comments | lizmarie: musing

lizmarie

musing

Feb 27, 2002 21:24

I remember what my priorities used to be. Wiggling my toes in the sandbox. Hanging upside-down until all of the blood rushed to my head. New books and a perfect seat in the sycamore tree. Matt teaching me how to wrestle and throw a football. (Yes, I was a fantastic tomboy at the age of 8.) Jumping off of the swings. Games so complicated we ( Read more... )

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clearview February 27 2002, 20:37:37 UTC

I'll remind you how to play, good-lookin'.

this journal is a white trash free zone lizmarie February 27 2002, 20:55:05 UTC

You know I only do women with mullets, right? (OK, I'm actually not a big fan of softball-playing Billy Ray Cyrus types.)

Go here. They have mullet haikus. Observe:

My hair is slammin
like Stone Cold. Can I get a Hell
yeah? Hell yeah. Hell yeah.

Re: this journal is a white trash free zone lizmarie February 27 2002, 21:01:44 UTC

You're so busted Mr. Mullet of the week. rotfl!

Re: this journal is a white trash free zone clearview February 27 2002, 21:25:28 UTC

Drat!

jodawi February 27 2002, 20:41:11 UTC

Step one: buy rubber ducky.

lizmarie February 27 2002, 20:41:59 UTC

Done, I already have one in the shower and one at school that I squeak to get the kids' attention.

clearview February 27 2002, 21:47:35 UTC

So are you saying you don't throw like a girl?

lizmarie February 28 2002, 17:41:01 UTC

No, I still throw like a girl. I never mastered the whole football thing. I think I ran the wrong way for a touchdown in 4th grade. That was where my interest ended.