Well, your ~mas are powerful, buffistas, since the dentist took a look on my teeth and went "no, I'm not gonna pull your wisdom teeth out. They're not the reason for the stress you're feeling".
That's great! But were you still allowed to get some of the fun drugs?
In this case, that would be match.com
curious. I'm rapidly coming up on one year in Match, and having no luck at all. My profile writing ability must really suck.
Ohhh, maybe a combo of cookies and a gift card...kinda personal and yet not too much. I have already made sure the kids have goodies for dad. Just gotta make sure they have something for Grandma...
I miss the days when I only had to worry about what was on MY wishlist and not everyone else's. Serious only child issues.
But were you still allowed to get some of the fun drugs?
Don't need them. But I'm still planning to watch all Dr. Who I can.
I'm fascinated by your analysis of the throat slashing, o_a. Your points seem pretty strong. Makes me wonder what happened there.
Also am I the only one weirded out by the accompanying photo? I am assuming it's just a relevant looking press kit pic, but it's just creepy.
I stayed at home and waited for his drunk ass to call me for a pickup from the train station
This was sweet.
I'm pretty misanthropic and like my cave at times. And I should not be in a relationship with someone who is hugely social unless it's one of the very rare people who, by osmosis, bring out my social too. I know this.
~ma to ita!
Aims that hat and scarf are gorgeous.
fly-by post. am not here.
curious. I'm rapidly coming up on one year in Match, and having no luck at all. My profile writing ability must really suck.
Not necessarily. When I was trying my hand at online dating, I signed up to maybe six or seven different dating sites. Match.com wasn't the
most
useless, but it was close.