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I qualify for the Peace Corps, finally! YEAH BABY!!!!!
Gorgeous<3
My Lovelyyyyy!
Your man gets around. In basements and closets tonight. I wish he would get around to Pennsylvania.
Give the man time! He's like Santa Claus. Sort of. ....Not...quite.... How is he even SORT OF like Santa Claus?
If I leave milk and cookies out for him he won't give me coal in my stocking? |
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My gutter mind could SO perv up that "milk and cookies"/"coal in stocking" comment but I refuse to give in!
Pretzels are my anti-drug! |
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Fine.
I'll be over in my corner. --goes over to corner with comforter and sits down on the ground, pulling the comforter over my head-- I like my comforter. It kept me warm all weekend while I was sleeping in the tent out in the cold. |
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My gutter mind could SO perv up that "milk and cookies"/"coal in stocking" comment but I refuse to give in! Pretzels are my anti-drug! Yeah, I was thinking that, too.
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yeah i like mine its big enough for 2 just right now one of is us here an other is in NC grrrrrrrrrrrr but i will see him soon
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yeah i like mine its big enough for 2 just right now one of is us here an other is in NC grrrrrrrrrrrr but i will see him soon
I can wrap mine around me and still have extra room. It proved to be a blanket and cushion from the hard ground.
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yeah i like mine its big enough for 2 just right now one of is us here an other is in NC grrrrrrrrrrrr but i will see him soon
I can wrap mine around me and still have extra room. It proved to be a blanket and cushion from the hard ground.
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I'm tired.
I've got to be up late tomorrow night for the concert and the hour-drive home.
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I'm tired.
I've got to be up late tomorrow night for the concert and the hour-drive home.
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I'm tired.
I've got to be up late tomorrow night for the concert and the hour-drive home.
night night (((kerry)))
i'm going to wait up ...just a LITTLE bit longer. |
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Did everybody die?
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I live. I breathe. I pray down on my kn-
...Random singing again. Darnit. |
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I live. I breathe. I pray down on my kn- ...Random singing again. Darnit. Wooh! My gorgeous woman didn't die!
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I live. I breathe. I pray down on my kn- ...Random singing again. Darnit. Wooh! My gorgeous woman didn't die!
Yeah I have that nasty habit of living.
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I live. I breathe. I pray down on my kn- ...Random singing again. Darnit. Wooh! My gorgeous woman didn't die!
Yeah I have that nasty habit of living.
It's really quiet in here.
Making the time go by really slow ... Do you think I should text him, and just say 'hey, whats up?' sort of thing? |
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I know! I hear e-crickets.
I would. It couldn't hurt, right? |
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I know! I hear e-crickets. I would. It couldn't hurt, right? Unless he fell asleep right after class. He told me he would be putting in 20 hours between class and work today. I hate making the first move.
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Bob here
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Bob here
Hiya Bob
Ashley here. April there.
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*Tapdance*
TA-DA! Hi Bob. |
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