Wow. Well Collin Farrell is kinda nuts... so who knows if that is true or not. I have friends who used to do a lot of shit at one time. *shrug*
14 packs of smokes isn't a terribly big deal. I've been there when I was at 2 packs a day. Now I am at 1 pack a day and I don't drink that often, maybe once a month. Eh.
yeah, i know what you mean about getting stepped on... it seemed like no matter what i did, it was always the wrong thing to do... i couldn't make her happy. she was the "it" girl for awhile, though... so, that just made it hurt all the more...
I'm with you 100%, i just figured that i don't click with most. I also tend to shy away once comments reach double digits. As for the tatt addiction comment- I have a lot of ink and desire a lot more but i wrestle with two issues:
1. I am unhappy with some of my ink and therefore want to make CERTAIN that what I get I will like forever.
2. Being a corporate ingrate means I have to be able to cover any mods i get. plus, no one gets me as it is and too much ink, i may get committed.
as for your virginity answer... I didn't cum my first time either and was always curious if that was when i lost my virginity or when i finally eeked out that little white globule. not sure what the social standard is there. talk amongst yourselves...
well even if not for the kids and kitten I am still in heaven. It is MAUI for god sake! A guy who likes kids is a rarity, why aren't there any of those out here?
Category title is too long, but is fitting. Cause no matter what I think of a person (well they usually know anyway) I will always respond to a post in my journal.
hey, where the hell were you tonight? we drove all the way from austin. you should have been there to cheer ms. maggie on. it was a good time. you lose.
wow...that story made me smile. i don't mean to make light of the situation, but most girls wish guys would come to their defense like that. my man would, but everytime something like that happens, he's not around. like last time, we were at a show and he stepped into the bathroom. i told him not to, but he was like "i'll be in and out in five seconds...what could possibly happen?" as soon as he steps in, this drunk ass motherfucker was being escorted out. the security guard was walking in front of him and didn't see the guy stop in front of me. all of a sudden, he strted trying to talk, mumbling some incoherencies and then started touching me on the hips and his hands were working their way to my ass. not to let him go on, i started to back away, but he kept pursuing. bear in mind, i'm a tiny, 5'3" girl with a quiet disposition. but I was scared so i hiked my right leg as far as possible and kicked him square in the nuts. it felt good too. just as i did the guard turned around, ran, grabbed the guy and shoved him out of the place. my man, came out of the bathroom and the gaurd was apologizing to me. i told josh to never leave me alone again and told him what happened. about 20 minutes later, the guard came back up to me, apologized again, and said someone found the drunk knowcked out inthe parking lot.
sorry for the long ass posting. my dad is doing better, thanks for asking.
hey, i'm a fan of YOURS! anyone who defends the ladies like that is a-okay with el mulhollando! glad to hear you knocked the shit outta him. if you're gonna do it, do it right...and you did, buddy.
are we talkin' gut bomb, diaper full o' beans sized burrito, or are we talkin' lil' friskies filled molten mouth burner like the kind you get at the gas station? either is quite a tasty roll in the hay. hey, gimme my pants back, fuckhead! i've been lookin' for them. i've been wearing a barrell since the day i lost them...whenever that was. if i ever learn you one thing, let it be this:
"you can't rollerskate in a buffalo herd."
make silly!