No one in the world can be as bad as this guy I kissed once.

He kissed like an epileptic turtle. I can't describe it without physical movement. It was appalling.

So don't worry, Fay. I'm sure you're a fabu kissah.

threesome with GC

Woot!

Fay, you doofus, didn't you kiss him already? And aren't you going out a second time? That proves the fellow liked kissing you. Kiss Erat Demonstrandum. Believe me, if you were no good at it, there would be no second date.

Emily--your new hair color really makes your eyes look deep and beautiful!

Happy hunting in the Big Yard in the Sky to Arthur, who sounds like a sweetheart.

threesome with GC

Yeah, it just kinda makes you sigh and...yeah.

I once kissed a guy that was like kissing a knothole. Fay must havce done ok if there is a second date. I have spoken, thus it is true.

I loved the pictures of emily - and the last one was my favorite too.

Glad today is a better day Erin.

and I glareing at Connie's landlords.

and happy for Andi and Dan

and saying yay for vw - she gets to spend time with the kids. tireing and crazy maybe, but the time will pass quickly.

after doctors appointment yesterday( nomilnaly it was a pap - however, cholesteral, diabetes, high blood pressure, and asthma ( back on advair - which is good) were all discussed) , today I go to the dentist. whee

I forgot ... my best to arther's people I hope he has found my Bert boy and they are playing...

I had a dream last night about the friend who died last week. Actually, the dream seemed to be more about me as Ashton Kutcher (very confusing), but there was an interlude at a party where I (as me) ran into this friend, and we talked about what had happened and how she'd almost died but not quite, and meanwhile I was still getting emails about her memorial service. It's not so strange that I dreamed about her, but very strange that the content of the dream was so close to waking life -- which is to say, what we talked about was what I know did happen, and the emails were exactly the emails I got. I'd like to think it means something, although I suppose it probably just means that it's finally sunk in.

I dream a lot about a friend who died ten years ago. Which is... weird.

We had some issues that never got resolved - we had a falling out for a few years, and then later I didn't want to bring up the issues while he was dying.

Lily!

t is ded

RIP Arthur.

Red Emily is TEH HAWT!

Uh...{{Connie.}}

(The "Uh" = WTF??)

I forgot ... my best to arther's people I hope he has found my Bert boy and they are playing...

Aw, now that's a nice thought.