trepidous track tang
Mood:  hug me
Now Playing: mr. cheeks - lights, camera , action
Topic: suffix
in sudden disbelief, for being abashed, and bashflu.  Since really there weren't much contingencies, restrictions, regulations, rules, guidelines, stipulations, and contending applications of laws or litigation.  So it is unlawful to smoke bud, I heard.  I experienced, and I suffered the consequence.  Now I am out of the ring of the athletes who can trek on the grounds of insufficient results for tests.  Than again I may just be fitting it in.  (to the crowd)  And i'll remain sustain and maintain, but try to keep it ingrained in my brain.  *_*  #_#

evidence pointing to you
Mood:  lazy
Now Playing: previously...
Topic: suffix
In a nutshell, the whole day is scopped out.  Something planned right after another thing. Hold your horses I have to do some quick wash.I was going to bring it retro back into the era where story telling was allowed, but now there is no time for that.  I must get a few activities done and those are to get calling around towards my medicine being delivered, cancelling my auto insurance, changing my mailing address, parking my car away for the winter, and a few assorted other tasks.  Therefore I will get that done now, except I need to look over one other webpage www.tripod.com/lukeslinks or i will update it later, that wasn't it, so don't go there .  Unh uh.

arachnid lair
Mood:  mischievious
Now Playing: sivix
Topic: suffix
take a strike? when on a swing.
wing-rider
side-car-rider
sainty sanity mixed up screwd up got it twisted no promise to be made just missedd it quick with the launch of a proper etiquette recipe to make an event go as planned.  Just as I will slice apples in my hand.  I've lost my que to call, and that was all.  Now i can complete my service with muney in the bank and gas in my tank.  I would like to know what fuel Tanks use?
It was a sentance not a question.  trench digging was never a clean job to begin with.  Putting a line down so that i can put some fence up.  Plumbing was never really great on grass as it is.  I think if a writer gets blocked, he might want to pick up the ball instead of the pen.  That's where I begin, Once was in a castle, lit with chandelers went to a picnic in the dungeon, and it was very dark.  Took a look out the window and saw dirt, a hole in the foundation, how absurd. Shabby drab and ratty, this raggedy doll goes in the backseat.  We will be watching it with heavy eyes, weary and waiting for it ta move, hope stays in hearts for thinking there will be a motion with it taking an initiative to get on with an action and then it stays dormant, I wouldn't expect anything of it anyway.  Its just that there are possibility's and nothing is impossible.  SO i'm going to go with another fascious plan, resenting the fact that there's no promotional data to give me a clue at what to do or what else there is to proceed onto, but when i do its ruder than jude, and done with encapsulated emotion, not the regular fuel driven road rage, or the potentially harmful alcoholic fit.  Its just dusting the surface, then approaching a new topic.  Horton Has Ears.