I had a long entry about replacing my copy of Appetite for Destruction for the second time, but it got eaten. Maybe it's the Gods way of telling me I'm not Rob Gordon and I shouldn't wax nostalgic over the purchase of music.
Apparently it's about -45 with windchill right now. You go outside, take a breath, and it feels like a sucker punch to the lungs. The rear window to my room is completely frosted over.
Oh well, beer and pizza with friends tonight. Woo hoo.
Apparently it's about -45 with windchill right now. You go outside, take a breath, and it feels like a sucker punch to the lungs. The rear window to my room is completely frosted over.
Oh well, beer and pizza with friends tonight. Woo hoo.
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i found a rocket from the tombs albumn the other day and i almost peed my pants.. a little bit. dont tell.
its ilke 70 here. i may put a sweater on.
eheh dont worry.. ill save some sun for you.
yours are so nice... id like to feel them.
with my inner thighs