"to a little fishing village where there are no phones"
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"to a little fishing village where there are no phones"
What IS the cure fore shin-splints?? :flare:
To kiz_paws: As an inveterate hiker, I know shin-splints well. One way they occur is when you walk on soft trail for a few hours (or days) and then walk on blacktop or concrete. That will really give you a painfull case. The only cure I ever found was "feet up" for a day. quasi
I acyually like the piece I'm working on now... :eek:
GAH! someone post!!
:brickwall
I don't wanna go night-night! :bawling:
*throws temper tantrum by getting on the ground, laying on side and shuffling around in circles* Wahhhhh!
:p
Why oh why did they have to have that idea? :flare:
LEAVE!!!!! I beg of you!
Who, me? :eek:
Now this is weird... The Take-over The Break's Over vid. Gawd... it may be a bit corny. But i liked it. Especially the dog. Hehe. He was so cuuuttteee. And Pete is just soooooooooo handsome!!!!!!!!!
I wanna go to California. Too bad I don't have the sufficient funds to go there. Haha! Whapak
Have you ever been to another country?Quote:
Originally Posted by babes
I might have convinced my dad to join LitNet and the Book Club here. :) He was interested in the "one country per month" idea.
Santa's secretly a pedophile.
remember men: what we do in this life lives on for eternity. strength & honor
I wonder what its like to be chased by a bear... he-he-he funny images
Christmas comes faster than the speed of loneliness
The stars are far brighter
Than gems without measure
The moon is far whiter
Than silver in treasure
The sire is more shining
On hearth in the glooming
Than gold won by mining
:D
Why can't you rate your own blog?!?!?!
today is only yesterday's tomorrow...
Thanks, quasi!Quote:
To kiz_paws: As an inveterate hiker, I know shin-splints well. One way they occur is when you walk on soft trail for a few hours (or days) and then walk on blacktop or concrete. That will really give you a painfull case. The only cure I ever found was "feet up" for a day. quasi
DEVO is my date tonight.
I wuff you. *kiss*
*gollum voice* AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
:flare: :flare: :flare: :crash: :crash: :crash:
could I bore myself back into my mind?
I'm doing the super thing.
Maybe I'll shave my head?
Uhm... so this is confidence and making friends? *sigh* If only he were cuter. If only he looked good enough! But he doesn't even look human!!! Oops, sorry about that.
One day. One month. One year. And you are forgotten. Just doesn't feel right. Don't know why, probably it doesn't feel right how little human emotions and their feelings are valued. How little the good they do is remembered.
Ya know how sometimes I will glance at something and read it incorrectly? On the yahoo main page I kinda glanced and thought I read "Sean Penn's head injury at Cannes Film Festival" And I thought to myself, I wonder how he got a head injury. I went back to it later and it actually read:
"Sean Penn to head jury at this year's Cannes Film Festival"
Cause was discovered -- the uphill rise setting on the Treadmill was too high. **DOH** [slaps forehead]Quote:
Originally Posted by quasimodo1
I am now doing it correctly and all is good with the world...
Oooh, dad! PASS THE KETCHUP!
I have fallen and I want to stay down
So many useless computers in our school today. :crash: I wonder what's gotten into their silicon brains?
Must - Get - To - 1,000!!!!!!
I want to write something in my blog and I know just what to put... problem is, why can't I?
How can a person wake up from sleep with tears on her cheeks and a deep feeling of brokeness and not remember one iota of the dream that caused it?
i feel crazily lazy and slow as if the day is stopped and I am going ahead of it. one hour leads to the next which leads to next and so on except the 'so on' part seems to be broken. Cut in two by the sun which refuses to get past its zenith and can't be seen through the murky gray of rain clouds ominously promising rain that it will not bring to this dry and forsaken land.
I skated today at the Duck Pond and fell on my ruskut (ehhhm, that is butt, for non-Icelanders...) OWOWOWOWOWO! :(
I have been Warholized.
I have many freckles on my arms.... *POKE* yay
I very much dislike my self today. I have to tell someone that I love something terrible that will break her heart. Sucks to be me!