5 days into my fast and i'm laying on the kitchen floor, dripping wet, with nothing but a towel around my waist. Sometimes before you faint you yell things like "NO, NO" and "OH SHIT!" followed by a few claps so your (mine in this case) brain will know that you don't like what's happening. Fortunately, I share a house with this beautiful man:
Lest I not forget, the other night Jess Jancy and I experienced another beautiful man (who is currently bracing for the bomb): 
I want you to be doing something with me
Wednesday, September 6, 2006
If I Could Turn Back Time, If I Could Find A Way
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