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yeah. broken ankle. stupid, stepped in a hole i didn't see. i have a trip to north dakota scheduled for a week from tomorrow for work...hopefully this doesn;t mess with that.

I'd share my norco and tramadol with you if i could...sorry about all the pain.

Hugs, I am glad you are feeling better. Miss you in the chat rooms especially in the V&E room. It has been fun but it would be nice to see you again.

I actually enjoy your blogs very much. yours are one of the few that actually DO say something.

i hate them!!! BOOOOOOOO!!!!! feel better

I'm glad this is here for you too, we all have some form of release, we're here for you.

I wrote a comment here, but somehow it went away, so I now I have to rewrite it...for the most part. I know that to you, it really makes no difference...and you wouldn't even know about the rewrite if I didn't tell you but still, it just feels wrong. With that said, I'll go ahead and use my original opening sentence because it was funny. To me. Sorry. Here goes. And to think, I came here to judge you. Well, I guess since you've now ruined that for me.... I hope you feel better, I was starting to come down with a little sickness myself....I took some meds, some zince, and a ton ( nine hours last night!!!!!) of sleep and feel like I might kick this...I hope that you will as well. As for the emotional strain, that's always the hard one to kick. Really, there's no easy way...and it takes time. Memories live forever, which means we live forever. I know that I still at times remember missing loved ones and think about how they would feel about where I am in life today. It's not a mental conversation...but it kinda is. I can remember voices and catch-phrases well enough to put them into play, and I do. Sometimes I tear up...sometimes I smile. If you want me to post a youtube some on here that will be awesome but break your fucking heart...I will. Only if you ask for it though. Good luck...


PS It always helps to eat some shitty food, check some porn and get down with your bad self. And don't get stingy with the camera....as peaches would say:

A body/mind/subconscious connection? You know, I would've said years ago that no, that's a goofy thought. Nowadays though, I've kinda started to realize that there is indeed some sort of connection. Maybe it doesn't even come out in obvious ways..but yeah. Hence the reason that depressed people get sick more so that non-depressed people. I think. I know that I was injured a bit ago..and I've noticed since then that my body will pretty much let me know more than I realized..if I listen. Anyway, enough hippie crap. Or emo crap. Or whatever. I'm glad that I can be somewhat amusing, that might be my "thing"..which works. I kinda just assume everyone is outta my league..for the most part. I've always said that there seems to be a really small part of the female popluation that is into my "look"...so really, with those numbers, the odds aren't in my favor. Of course, it makes me pretty excited when I find one of those rare chicks..as you can imagine. Much like my ole buddy Jack Burton's enemies....I'm looking for something special, and rare. Of course, when/if I don't find that special someone....well, also like my ole' buddy Jack Burton would say, "It's all in the reflexes"...Thanks for the compliment on the new profile pic...it's a few months old, but actually makes me appear to be a really happenin' dude...so that's kickass. Touch away!

just because you werent thinking about it, doesnt mean that your mind wasnt subconsciously dwelling on it. and i'm sorry that i cant be more sympathetic but i dont get sad over death...its just another part of life. not that i'm initially not sad i'll never see the person again. but its not something you can dwell on.

Sound really cool. Hope to see it.

I love, LOVE, seeing tattoos transform. I can't wait to see how yours turns out. And nothing to look at??? You're insane! Of course, that's really good from a guys standpoint because the last thing we need is any of you bitches knowing how out of our league you are....and yes, I'm talking about myself. I'm not really sure that I'm digging how that last sentence came out...Sometimes, I think that we all like to think of how easy it would be to be an orange, hair-gel wearin', fist-pumpin', douche....but at the end of the day, it's of course better to be a smarter, wittier, and dammit..cooler, Kevin Smith type. Still though. Hey, ever have one of those weird times when the way that you're writing is sounding really odd? I kind of am right now. I'm hoping that somehow this post is coming off way cooler that it feels...because it feels a little lame. If it's not cool enough, I guess I have to take up smoking. Damn. I feel bad for you in that Jersey is probably somewhat ruined by the more popular trends to come out of there....but I do think that is' pretty sweet that you're still there trying to keep it happening. It's good to have the troops out there. Keep the fight alive, and try to be one of Jersey's Best Dancers..........






Yeah. That's what's up.

loveloveloveloveloveloveloveloveloveloveloveloveloveYOU!!!

fuck 'em... get outta there.

i can't imagine what it must have been like to be in NYC that day...wow. and yes, get the fuck outta there (see above)

supposedly wearing a pair of nylons under a pair of socks is supposed to help with that. the nylons compress the area and protect against rubbing while the sock provides cushioning.

sounds like things are going well I hope it stays like that. What tattoo are you getting?

You know what? Somtimes I almost miss the busy times because I hate that there are days where I pretty much do or accomplish nothing. Sad. Then again, maybe hanging around the beach and riding bikes around is actually doing something somewhat needed. I guess I just miss being productive, I've lost my passion lately. Anyway, keep it up, and keep it fun. Love you too.

I do. I do love you back!! Got my own silliness happenin' here, but not as hectic as you are nowadays. *hugs*