blush69

Drink 5 drafts for me..cause at one a piece.. you should get trashed...

How lucky you found me then, Blush. I've already broken in the perfect therapist. Let me know if you want the number. It'll save you hours. It's somehow to do with dropping a popsicle in the sandbox, it turns out. I forget the Latin term.

Actually, our written thoughts *do* have similar cadences. And (not to flatter myself unduly), but we don't look entirely unalike either. You know, in a your worst traits are my best traits sort of way. You can't tell from my picture, but (before an early-highschool bout of Manic Panic experimentation that it never quite recovered from), my hair was exactly the color of yours. I'll bet our arm hair is identical. If we ever run into each other at an extended family reunion, I'd rather prefer that my grandmother not hear where we met. If it's all the same.