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Name: Afton
Country: United States
State: California
Birthday: 4/20/1986
Gender: Female
Interests: As of lately, everything seems to be revolving around how much sleep I get. So I'd say sleep. mmmm. I love sleep. Climbing rocks is fun to. mmmmm. rocks...
Expertise: Making happy atoms. And tearing connective tissue at amazing speeds!
Occupation: Military
Message: message meEmail: email me
Member Since:
4/5/2002
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| I think the only way I will be able to go on with life is with a massage chair
Preferably this one:
It squeezes all of you in it's loving hug.
P.S. This is fun too, so if I got one I wouldn't complain:
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| Mystery
All my life has been a mystery
You and I were never ever meant to be
It's why I call my love for you a mystery
Different country
You and I have always lived in a different country
And I know that airline tickets don't grow on a tree
So what kept us apart is plain for me to see
That much at least is not really a mystery
Estuary
I live in a houseboat on an estuary
Which is handy for my work with the Thames Water Authority
But I know you would have found it insanitary
Insanitary
Taken a violent dislike to me
I'd be foolish to ignore the possibility
That if we ever actually met, you might have hated me
Still, thats not the only problem that I can see
Dead since 1973
You've been dead now . . . wait a minute, let me see
Fifteen years come next January
As a human being you are history
So why do why I still long for you?
Why is my love so strong for you?
Why did I write this song for you?
Well, I guess it's just a mystery
-Hugh Laurie, A Bit of Fry and Laurie | | |
| I woke up this morning to the sound of dirt bikes and it made me angry. I got up and looked out my window in time to see a bike flying through the air. Surprised, but thinking that it was the due to the fact that I had just woken up and that I didn't have my contacts in, maybe it was a bird or something. I put my contacts in and I didn't have to wait long before another bike flew by. I couldn't see them take off, but I could see them all the way in the air and landing. There were two of them and they were doing tricks that I had only seen on TV. At first I thought it was boys who had practiced a lot, then one of them did a flip with his bike and I started thinking "maybe these are pros..?" but since since I don't know anything about this sport I just had fun watching them for awhile then got up. Later we were at out other neighbors and we found out that I had been watching the #1 and #2 guys in the world. Apparently his name is Brian Deegan, and he's the guy behind the scull with the army helmet on or something. So, even though I have no idea who this man is, I find it exciting to know that someone famous lives next to me. And that I can watch for free from my bed what people pay good money for. | | |
| Maybe it's finals, but I have wanted nothing more in the last few days then to go out in the country somewhere, ride, and do general country things. As is such, I have found a theme song for myself:
Oh give me land, lots of land under starry skies above
Don't fence me in
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love
Don't fence me in
Let me be by myself in the evening breeze
Listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever but I ask you please
Don't fence me in
Just turn me loose
Let me straddle my old saddle underneath the Western skies
On my cayuse
Let me wander over yonder 'til I see the mountains rise
I want to ride to the ridge where the West commences
Gaze about the moon until I lose my senses
Can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences
Don't fence me in
Just turn me loose
Let me straddle my old saddle underneath the Western skies
On my cayuse
Let me wander over yonder 'til I see the mountains rise
I want to ride to the ridge where the West commences
Gaze about the moon until I lose my senses
Can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences
Don't fence me in
Don't fence me in
Don't you fence me in
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