Comments | treelinedavenue: Iman

treelinedavenue

Iman

Mar 03, 2004 21:31

But you really should write people back. I know its been twelve years. But hell, if I was in India or Holland, I would contact you. Its rude to go to someone's country and have them write you and not respond. Not like I own America or anything, but you never had anything to do with it before, so why now? And judging from your voice on the ( Read more... )

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sweetmoonshine March 4 2004, 11:23:36 UTC

sorry juli, Ive just been busy. How the hell are ya?
IMAN

.......Sorry, that wasnt funny...at all...what the hell was I thinking? .....I better get out of here...perhaps I'll paddle myself down the mississippi on a life vest...and savor the sweet smell of solitude.

treelinedavenue March 4 2004, 14:46:20 UTC

FINALLY! I've missed you. I hear your brother is now a big movie hot shot, working for merchant ivory films, huh? What? You don't know what I am talking about? WHY THE HELL NOT?
WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, MEREDITH? You think friendship is a laughing matter? Run for the hills, Schmere, thats all I have to say to you, Run for the hills...

sweetmoonshine March 5 2004, 12:33:36 UTC

I dont run for hills, hell I dont run for anyone, not even my fat ass that begs to be run off every day, 'run for the hills you say" ? I think not. What have the hills done for me lately?

treelinedavenue March 9 2004, 12:40:54 UTC

Would you run for, say, oh i don't know, um...vince vaughn (who was on conan last night) or perhaps "toxic".
And Lauren Hill says she doesn't owe you jack. Lets try this one: Run and hide, shmere, thats all I've got for you....run and hide.....
BOOOOOOO YEAH.

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......and another thing.... sweetmoonshine March 16 2004, 13:49:28 UTC

perhaps my 'new name' should contain a vulgar implication such as cottonwood grabs-a-lot that way all at the wonderful world of mcabes could see the true dark side of me that is brought out when too many margeritas, malibu and pinapples, tequila shots, bud lites and whatever else I chose to shove down my throat. Truly, I dont know why I have wandering hands, I certainly wasnt intoxicated while enjoying the fine tunes of....whatever the hell we were listening to at the ninth grade dance. Aaron stepped into my hand, I had nothing to do with it. And as far as violating fellow bar patrons, I dont think they minded. And if they did then I shall apologize through interpretive dance, which I will gladly demonstrate on Saturday night when they call 'free style' and play toxic-you ma'am will see 'feeding the ferret' in a way you have never seen before. You may laugh, you may cry...hell you may even get the urge to reminice about the times you sat in the field with the 2 gentlemen cops and listened to the mummers dance , drank tea and lemonade ( ... )