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Socks out of order.

"Rex!" Bree yelled from their bedroom, calling out for her fiancée.

"Yeah, what's up," he said as he appeared in the doorway, looking at her. She was cleaning, again.

"Would it really hurt if you once in a while at least sorted out your sock, so the ( Read more... )

It's now a little over 2 days until I turn 29, one year fom 30 another round year. One year older, although can't say that I feel that much older from last year. Of course I do think of the years that have gone by and all the things I have done, but who dosn't. I was talking with one of my friends on the way home from celebrating early yesterday ( Read more... )

Not really sure what to do with this thing, but thought I give it a shoot. You are suppose to write or at least it seems that what are suppose to be doing, but what to write. Thoughts, dreams, what you do every day. If I should go with thoughts and dreams it would take me all night, so maybe I should go with the third, what I did today ( Read more... )