grizz3rd

Doctors and MRI's are words you never want to hear come from your friends...what happened?

You need to be specific when you're wishing for a hot physical therapist, unless you would like some hottie by the name of Brad twisting up your body. Either way, I sure hope this helps with the problem. Keep us updated. Seriously, if it is some hot guy named Brad, I don't think I'll ever stop laughing. *giggle*

Witty Olympics...sure, come on and compete...I'm feeling very confident after my accomplishments against these boys. I will always fall in second compared to my cousin, he's amazing with the zingers. Great stomach exercises, laughing all night, burning off the Budweiser.

I think I've been exposed to too much testosterone this weekend...

you have me "awww"ing out loud...very sweet picture. I just got in, and feeling pretty damn good...hope your weekend was wonderful as well.

Well, in accuality my name is just Benjamin. I earned the handle, Billy Ben on a camping trip but that's another story. Nice meeting ya though, cool pics.

LOL sweet! although i cant think of any id wanna make out with right now... maybe the big green guy..lol

Hey stud. I've thought about learning to do it myself, but then you have to worry about discarding the oil when you're done. Ah-hah!! See, I'm a nerd, and I don't want to deal with that shit...so, I'm just gonna get it done professionally. Although, I wouldn't mind learning, just becasue...

LOl, your too funny

The restraining order is for the property. Since one of the former residents told me she was "going to crack my jaw, psycho cracker bitch," I've stayed away from the people voluntary.

There must be some sort of city or county law about leaving animals on property that you still own but have vacated. I will call animal control -- thanks for the good advice.

And thanks for cheering me up with your nice comment!

1) There's this one that pops up now and then, and it's in my profile under my 'most humbling moment', but I think that I would have to go with my Father's rose garden in our first home. He made a maze-like pattern in the back yard, and the smell was overwhelmingly fragrant. There was a bird bath right in the middle, and I remember watching the birds drink out of it in the hot summer days. There are pictures of me standing in the middle of the garden, wearing a little pink dress. I remember it being SO large - the garden - but looking back at the photos, it wasn't that big at all. It just goes to show how big the world seems when you're small.

2) My Cabbage Patch doll. I loved to smell her hair. She had blonde pigtails made of yarn. I miss her.

3) Oh, yeah. I went to lots of summer camps, but I loved every one of 'em. (It'll be our little secret, but I even went to Band Camp...hehe). My favorite would have to have been H.O.P.E. It was an environmental awareness camp that was on Whidbey Island. I can't remember what it stood for, but it was an amazing camp! I did some serious soul searching at that camp, and I broke through some difficulties that I had to face growing up, such as dealing with an alcoholic father and a bipolar brother. We were there for a week at a time, and I met some really awesome people. I was really into the G.R.E.A.N. club, and stuff like that growing up.

4) My family lives in South Carolina, so growing up I always flew from Seattle to visit them every summer. I remember the summer that Hurricane Hugo hit, and I was there!! I was only 9 or 10, and I was sitting in a wading pool, you know the blow up kind...I know, those are for little kids. How stupid do you think I felt?!? Anyway, it was like 110 degrees outside, and the sky was blue, and all of a sudden, everything turned black, and the wind started to blow. I looked off in the distance, and there was this funnel-looking thing forming in the sky, and it was touching the ground. I'd heard of Hurricanes before, but I'd never been in one. I think I wet myself in that wading pool, and I went running and screaming back into the house. I never sat in a wading pool again after that...I was afraid of getting struck by lightning.

5) I would have to go with my Father because he was my inspiration. He helped mold me into the woman I am today. It was difficult growing up with him, and it wasn't until a year before he died that I was able to really get to know him, but he has had the most profound impact on my life to date, and I don't know where I'd be if it weren't for him. Luv ya, dad.

the reactions to my journal about the sg astrological signs has led me to a new theory: most of us mostly notice our own signs. interesting....

rockin picture by the way =) my Gparents had a motor home with a bunk bed above the drivers seats.. i used to love that when i was lil

Taking the two of us to the beach, for fun, sun and drinking...we're on our way!

thanks for the sunshine Grizz!

its a day for putting off my homework and being too tired to care about not studying!!! i got yr email, so be sure to keep in touch! Fermion lives too far away, we just love each other over the wonders of the internet!!!

the white beaches, all the surf shops, the stuff to do. i was just down there from the 1-10, i was mainly in st. petersburgh which i love also

Re-he-he-heally?!? Same mysterious kiss, huh? We rock!!

Broaden my view then...for sure...I'm always a willing an able student when it comes to alcohol...the first time I did a tequila shot, I never wanted anything else...I'm very loyal that way, I suppose. However... the big bouncer sitting next to me couldn't take it. Very empowering to drink him under the bar...

The new picture is great. You look incredibly pleased to be on the open road.