OK, not one of his High School ones, but this is about the mood of The Grapevine early on a Saturday. I think the curly headed girl is visiting from Chicago.
'Never Leave Me'
Spike's Bitches 37: You take the killing for granted.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
2008! Woot!
TOO FAR AWAY!
I originally applied to two small midwestern religious-affiliated colleges, both of which accepted me. Then I got a call from Baylor University saying if I bothered to apply there, they would give me a full ride. I applied, then could not bear to go so far away from home. Looking back, I believe that I had subconsciously picked up on some cues that my dad was not doing well - photos from the time show him looking pretty sick. He died three weeks before I moved into the dorm for my freshman year at Cedarville University. Freshman year was hell. And heaven. I loved my time at Cedarville, and rarely regret the Baylor money (as I know if I had gone there, I'd have blown the scholarship in all the stress and trauma).
The fact that I didn't complete my degree has more to do with undiagnosed AD/HD than money.
Hec, will y'all need some babysitting tomorrow? I'll have time after work, if need be.
Just home from the hairdresser's. Hung out at the bar with her for a bit post-haircut, sipping on a bitters-and-soda. I finally told her that I wanted a real drink, so I needed to go home!
The point is, though, that I love riding. I love being on the bike, I love taking those corners and accelerating down the straightaways, I even love the tension of always having to scan 12 seconds ahead. It's so wonderful. I think I'm going to go down to Pacifica this weekend.
Haircut pictures, pretty please?
Which JZ must love when she's feeling so oogy.
JZ's is feeling much better after a four hour afternoon nap.
I love being on the bike, I love taking those corners and accelerating down the straightaways, I even love the tension of always having to scan 12 seconds ahead. It's so wonderful. I think I'm going to go down to Pacifica this weekend.
That's great!
::still living in a constant state of motorcycle anxiety::
Haircut pictures, pretty please?
Oh yeah, that too.
My mom wore glasses and I'm told that I was simply fascinated with them.
The only time I've worn contacts was during Emmett's babyhood. He snapped two of my glasses in half.
high school - mostly I was confused. I had friends , I just didn't get how everything worked. about a month or so before I graduated I decided I no longer cared how it worked.
I applied to 5 colleges - got in all 5 - ( one was yours DavidS) but I think I ended up at the right place. College was fun
But I am gonna go with Steph - I like my life way more now.
Oh great. My irrational mind has come up with a rational reason why the "ghosts" go away when I turn on the lights. Because ghosts cannot be perceived with the eyes. Therefore giving my eyes more details of the natural world to perceive makes the "spirit world" go away.
Either that or I'm really still afraid of the dark.
one was yours DavidS
Oooh, you never told me that, you scamp.
I'd go with B, Laga. But I am a big wet blanket that way.