So I haven't posted in what feels like a very long time. So I thought I would put something up. I have joined the board since my last post. Just so I can comment on Snydy's pics. Sorry Snydy but that is my only real interest on the board at the moment. I have been trolling through yahoo answers. I have found some good questions and had fun answering them. It seems with yahoo answers ,finding a good question is as important as having a good answer. If anyone doesn't know what yahoo answers is check out yahoo.com and look for the link at the top of the page. Rachel is sick. She gets a cold once every ten years. She is miserable but still had to go to school. She could have stayed home but knew she needed to go to class. Poor kid.
I cleaned out my room yesterday. I had to reorganize to make space for my clothes. You never realize how much you have till you rip your dressers apart and adjust them. I have a full dresser of street clothes and 3/4 full dresser of work clothes.I am in need of some new tye dies. I can't really justify buying them with so many other shirts, T-shirts ,etc. I may pick up one or two in the spring for special occasions like Crowes shows ,etc.
I'm feeling better but still not 100%. Friends, Family ,etc have been great. I miss David now although we would probably still be distant from each other. Somehow I guess this would still have been easier. Oh well, what can you do. All is well that ends well......and that's a post-C
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January 24 , 2007. It was a cold January day. The wind chill was chillin'. We were all happy decorating the cars and drinking Pepsi & Margoritas. The lights burned red and horn blaired!!!!! The Hershey Bears had scored another goal!!!!!
I looked at my watch this morning and saw the date 1-24. I instantly thought of where I was. Who I was with. What I was doing. I was at work 1 year ago. How about that?
I'll always remeber this day a year from now.
A year goes by like the sparks from metal fly. Watch out eye!!
I had a piece of show fly pie, oh my, good pie.
I cut into a piece of wood because I could. Just like the little train did and he got across.
A poem I write as I prepare to take flight into the night. The silent slumbers of the sleepers. Don't forget to take off your peepers.
~End Soap Box~
I can believe everything but the part about the goal!
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