Thank you, Lord! I asked for you to show me some real chemistry... and show you did! Never before have our lips been so in sync... Never have I felt such energy or perservering urges with such an innocent encounter ( Read more... )

Body: I really do like you more and more every time we hang out... I'm beginning to see how hanging out with me must be through your eyes... And, Boy Howdy! It's entertaining ... but I also see how it can be overwhelming ( Read more... )

... is my myspace name. It spurs a heated debate on NYE as to the meaning of the word discombobulated. I said it was confusion/state of disorder, while my friend insisted it was being upset. Turns out, we were both right ( Read more... )

There should be eight deadly sins...

Him:Ya know... the "bowman question" continues to hang in the air (on your end at least :P ( Read more... )

I'm back from whatever side of the planet I fell off of and am updating my journal from my myspace enteries. I am sad that myspace deletes them =+(. Hope all is well in LJ. I'll have to see what you folks are writing, now that I'm sure you've moved on from Hobbit Porn. Here is a little something I found amusing ( Read more... )

Fabulous, actually ( Read more... )

You know, I'm glad I don't always listen to myself.  I went downstairs this morning to give grandma her pills.  She takes them a half an hour before food, so I go down at 8:30 so that she can eat at 9:00.  When I saw her sleeping there I thought to myself "she could rest a little longer.  I don't see why it has to be 9:00 that she starts her day if ( Read more... )

For all who know or care, Robert is no more.  Not like he's dead or anything; I'm just not seeing him "like that" anymore or ever again.  Dude is f'ing crazy.  He got drunk and belligerent and said some nasty things about me, my friends and even his own friends.  The next day: couldn't remember a thing about it (sound familiar?) and "thought it ( Read more... )

My mom always says that men flock to me like "Bees to Honey" (a favorite saying of Gpa Dean).  I must have a phermonal imbalance.  It was quite humorous when a boy was trying to hold two doors open for me at once and mom came right on through, breezing by both me a Door Handler and says, "it's FUN hanging out with you ( Read more... )