No brackets or hugs, just listening and being respectful of whatever you need to do and say, or not. And vibes for wisdom and good decision-making.
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Sorry, didn't mean to kill the thread. I'll probably go back and delete at some point.
So, I am headed to a 21-year-old's birthday tomorrow (daughter of my "cousin"). I am bringing, as a gift, 21 different bottles of beer, a $21 gift card to Starbucks and a $21 gift card for iTunes. A 21-year-old would like these gifts, yes?
oh javachick, that sucks. I'm sorry. I hope things go better than you think they will.
Oh, Java. Here's a good stiff drink for you, love.
no need to delete- unless you want to
not a thread killer, it has been quiet all night
A 21-year-old would like these gifts, yes?
Hell yeah!
I was just reading somebody's rather edenic summer memories.
I remember reading Daisy's fond stories of summers spent with her grandparents.
Anybody, want to share some summer stories? Homemade ice cream, long bicycle rides, floating downriver on inner tubes, rope swings, tree houses, coming home with library books, late dinners on the back porch, fireflies, listening to baseball on the radio...
What have you got?
Those sound like perfect gifts for a 21 year old. I'll have to remember that for when Kelly turns 21 (less than a year now).
No hugs or brackets, but lots of love to ya.
Ima give you hugs whether you want them or not! Okay, I won't if you really don't want them. How about long distance puppy love?
Dear god, I miss fireflies. When I went back east a couple of years ago, in July, I left the hotel early on the morning I was coming back to Utah and stopped dead at the sight of the early mist rising from the hills. I'd forgotten what a high ambient moisture content does, and I'd forgotten how beautiful a summer morning could be.
Fuck me. I brought over neighbor cat. Now I can't find the keys. She hates my crew.