back in Portland for one day now. So many cute alterna-girls I can hardly stand it. Haven't seen as many in Illinois in one year as I have in one day back in Portland. Now I just need to convince someone of this ilk to date me, an endevour I have yet to accomplish in my life, regardless of my own long-held thrift store/rock venue proclivities.
Back to my Cedar Point story. After 5-6 hours of quiet, contemplative solitude at an amusement park, I ran into a group who I thought might with SG. Figuring it might be a faux pas to ask if they were from the website (figured maybe SGMidwest might be trying to keep the whole thing incognito) and not knowing the secret handshake, I cryptically asked one of the young ladies if she was from Kalamazoo. This was the best I could do under duress. I had remembered one person with died black hair who had statedon the boards that she was coming to CP. In her profile she was listed as living in Kalamazoo. That was the best my Random Access memory could conjour in the space of a few moments. Of course she was not from Kalamazoo and she and her cronies wisely scampered away with a look of "Die f*cker, f*cker die, die, die, f*cker, die" on their faces. (side note: I am insecure and read too much into things). I started back down the long trail of loneliness and elephant ears.
Back to my Cedar Point story. After 5-6 hours of quiet, contemplative solitude at an amusement park, I ran into a group who I thought might with SG. Figuring it might be a faux pas to ask if they were from the website (figured maybe SGMidwest might be trying to keep the whole thing incognito) and not knowing the secret handshake, I cryptically asked one of the young ladies if she was from Kalamazoo. This was the best I could do under duress. I had remembered one person with died black hair who had statedon the boards that she was coming to CP. In her profile she was listed as living in Kalamazoo. That was the best my Random Access memory could conjour in the space of a few moments. Of course she was not from Kalamazoo and she and her cronies wisely scampered away with a look of "Die f*cker, f*cker die, die, die, f*cker, die" on their faces. (side note: I am insecure and read too much into things). I started back down the long trail of loneliness and elephant ears.
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Selling yachts and horses is a good idea, though. I love horses.
oh i do indeed owe you a lil sumthin... hehehe
thank you for the birthday wishes, darlin.