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brittany, meghan, and murray
yeah.... in response to brittany: absolutely. the padres are lurking around every turn, surrounding me and lecture lecture lecture we don't have any money and you won't get off your bum and do something so why do you want us to pay so much for something that won't pay you back why don't you go to a school where you can change your mind because we're really hoping you'll change your mind when you realize your silly idealistic "plans" will put us in the poor house and you'll be living off us forever because you have no other plans or backup or anything because we have this idea of you in our head that will not change ever and you don't know how much we coddle you but we're not going to stop coddling you because we're trying to protect you from the real world for as long as humanly possible but you darn well better be ready for the real world to slap you in the face when we stop coddling you which will be never and why do you want us to let you fall on your face it's not something we want for you so we're going to keep you protected and safe under our care forever and ever amen. ::breathes:: i know i'm spoiled. now how do i fix it? riddle me that. ~~~~~ completely unrelated note: meghan was AWESOME!!! ::wild applause:: ~~~~~ added at 7:39 pm... was gardening and flower bedding con familia for a few hours... bonding. aw. have dirt and earth in my hair, and my clothes, and settling into my lungs. but oh it feels so good. i get so caught up in my hermiting that i forget how much i love the outside... then hermano and i cleaned out murray... she's way HOTT now ::nods in confirming manner:: and this is what i found...
6 towels
and now she's so cleeeeaaaan... you just never know. FIN. 1:59 p.m., Sunday, Oct. 12, 2003 |
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