So, last night I went riding with my bf, headfullofshit, (weird name, hun) and some other dude. Man, that was fun! 
They found som cool roads to go by, and I had to strain myself quite often to keep up with them. -My excuse is that they have years of experience riding, this is only my third season and I don't know my bike that well yet....
Can't wait till the 11th, track day! So, my man says I'm like that film, driving miss Daisy: slow!
-I'm so gonna prove you wrong! 
The bike's about 95% finished. Just need a few more parts from Italy to come in and get mounted. It's gonna be a beaut. Well, actually, it already is!
The cats aren't getting along yet. -And apparantly, I'm not getting along with the new one either, she smacked me yesterday, oh my g.. it hurt!
Yeah, I'm whining, I know. -But she got me right on my thumb, next to the nail, so now I can't send text messages on my phone! Cat-astrophe! 
I'm bored. Home alone while that wonderful man of mine is at work, earning money to pay off my bike!
I feel inspired to tell how we met, like my friend zoomusikgrl.
Well, I got a job delivering mail. Had to wear a uniform, and I just didn't like the girl's pants, so I wound up getting a men's model!
So, I'm there, just minding my own business, when I see this honk of a guy staring at me with this annoyingly cute smile. I swear, my legs turned into jelly! Sounds lame, I know, but that's how it was....
So, A couple of months went by, didn't really see him again untill I was transferred to his unit, and got to work with him. O boy, was I sold. -And devastated when I found out he wasn't available!
Some lucky bitch had snatched him up before me!
Oh, well, met him on a route one day, and we wound up talking for about an hour, forgetting all about the tons of letters that we were supposed to deliver!
I was riding high the rest of that day...
Finally, he asked me out, not on a date-date, coz he was taken, but just as friends. Yeah, right.
To cut it short, at the end of the date we were no longer "just friends" (after a lame-ass pick-up line that I totally fell for! ). 3 days later, on New Years, we hooked up again, he left the other girl, and 8 days later we were living together, and have ever since.
He later told me he fell for my ass in those pants!
Honey, I love you. 
Sorry for getting all sappy and sentimental. Well, no I'm not!
They found som cool roads to go by, and I had to strain myself quite often to keep up with them. -My excuse is that they have years of experience riding, this is only my third season and I don't know my bike that well yet....
Can't wait till the 11th, track day! So, my man says I'm like that film, driving miss Daisy: slow!
-I'm so gonna prove you wrong!
The bike's about 95% finished. Just need a few more parts from Italy to come in and get mounted. It's gonna be a beaut. Well, actually, it already is!
The cats aren't getting along yet. -And apparantly, I'm not getting along with the new one either, she smacked me yesterday, oh my g.. it hurt!
Yeah, I'm whining, I know. -But she got me right on my thumb, next to the nail, so now I can't send text messages on my phone! Cat-astrophe!
I'm bored. Home alone while that wonderful man of mine is at work, earning money to pay off my bike!
I feel inspired to tell how we met, like my friend zoomusikgrl.
Well, I got a job delivering mail. Had to wear a uniform, and I just didn't like the girl's pants, so I wound up getting a men's model!
So, I'm there, just minding my own business, when I see this honk of a guy staring at me with this annoyingly cute smile. I swear, my legs turned into jelly! Sounds lame, I know, but that's how it was....
So, A couple of months went by, didn't really see him again untill I was transferred to his unit, and got to work with him. O boy, was I sold. -And devastated when I found out he wasn't available!
Some lucky bitch had snatched him up before me!
Oh, well, met him on a route one day, and we wound up talking for about an hour, forgetting all about the tons of letters that we were supposed to deliver!
I was riding high the rest of that day...
Finally, he asked me out, not on a date-date, coz he was taken, but just as friends. Yeah, right.
To cut it short, at the end of the date we were no longer "just friends" (after a lame-ass pick-up line that I totally fell for!
). 3 days later, on New Years, we hooked up again, he left the other girl, and 8 days later we were living together, and have ever since.
He later told me he fell for my ass in those pants!
Honey, I love you.
Sorry for getting all sappy and sentimental. Well, no I'm not!
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i still have a scar on my shoulder from when my first cat sliced me up good. all i wanted was a hug, damnit!
I had a bitch cat for a while,wouldntlet me go near it and hist at my other cats,after a while it chilled and ended up being the best one,dont give up on her