80's Pop, what?
Hee
'War Stories'
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80's Pop, what?
Hee
shirtless Vin Diesel cuddling a bab
which is why I would want to see it..
eventually I will decide
I don't mean to whine; it's just that even when it's the right thing, divorce is not the easy thing. I've been having awful nightmares, and I'm just profoundly sad today.
I'm so sorry, Kristin. It's a tough thing to get through.
not sure what you have all dais but I am drunk drunk drunk. ooh. I mean sean. SAID DAIDS.
SAID.
It's very hard t o type when drunk. I asy.
say.
drunk meara=cute, but incomprehensible.
t gives meara more liquor
mmm. see I walked tothe bar.
and drank
and walked home
adn the drink keeps meaking me feel more drunk
wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Drunk Meara=adorable.
Somebody take advantage of meara while she's drunk! Stat!
Back from our first official baseball game of the season. We won! Go Mets!
Emmett had a perfect day as lead-off man, getting on base every at bat and scoring 4 out of 5 times. He was excellent catching, with only one passed ball in two innings and he had to scramble for many of them.
And he had about his worst day pitching ever, which was excruciating to watch as he threw pitch after pitch into the dirt. Loaded the bases with walks. Oy. But he hung in there, made adjustments and got a couple strikeouts. I don't know what went wrong since we've mostly been having pitching sessions for the last two days and he was better than fine. Oh well, we won. We kicked serious booty on offense. Our best player, Reed, was a one-man gang, pitching two shut-out innings, making excellent plays in the field and knocking in about 7 RBIs.
Emmett and I are both drained. We've got games on Saturday and Sunday too.
Brenda, I just failed miserably on your lyrics quiz.