so i'm cutting this entry. just cause i know some people get bitchy.
i raised brids once upon a time. this was my first brood. two boys and a girl. i loved them. then i sold them and moved.
my grandpap trained me right. if you caught the fish you filet it if you want to eat it. otherwise dont catch the damn fish.
This is my brother. my hero. so much that i sleep with him. lol.
that was by far the worst birthday i ever had. i was halfway around the world from all my friends and eating in a restuarant where no one spoke english. you'd be pissed too.
true skating is when you know your coach will hit you casue you messed up that bad. i was crying that day. this was during the practice time before my event. i wasn't landing my jump. she was pissed. but thats ms jackie for you.
my first love, first friend, first everything. my mom had him put to sleep monday november 18 2002 while i was at school. i never really got to say goodbye to him. His name was freddie. from i love lucy. his girlfriend was lucy. i miss him. i still talk to him. we're close. i doubt he's forgiven me.
a 10 month old brother of mine ruined my summer vacation before seventh grade. he had e. coli. and a uti. and we were stuck at sigonella naval base in sicily for 5 days. after our scheduled arrival home.
that's me in the tree. i loved that tree. i'd always see how high i could go. my dad couldn't climb it. i could. 30 feet up in the middle of the summer i was invincible. no one could find me. spent many nights in that tree. crying.
we're in italy before i grew to be a giant. before i had any hint of boobs. before my life took off.
my younger brother's upbringing is the most documented in pictures. my dad spoils him. he only gives me the essential money i need. i guess he's cute
and that guys is my little depressing trip down memory lane. and you can ask questions all you want.
Well that's alright
If that's alright
2000 miles were still
And that's alright
And that's alright
If that's alright
I'll see you in the morning
If that's alright
And what would you do if I wrote you a song
Would you give me some lovin' when I get home
Or would you be mad at me if I had a hard time
Gettin a hold of you
I try all the time
And I think that
You don't know anybody that could be
So bad
But if you did
You'd be wonderin' where I'm at
Well I'll be home when tomorrow mornin comes
What would you do if i sang you this song
The connection is bad but that's only the phone
'Cause when my words kiss your ear
I'll be right there
The message is long
'Cause baby this is your song
I think that
You don't know anybody that could be
So bad
But if you did
You'd be wonderin' where I'm at
Well I'll be home when tomorrow mornin
And I think that
You don't know anybody that could be
So bad
But if you did
You'd be wonderin' where I'm at
Well I'll be home when tomorrow mornin
And that's alright
'Cause I'll be home when tomorrow mornin
And that's alright
'Cause I'll be home when tomorrow mornin comes.
if someone sang my this song on my voicemail i would fall in love with them. for sure.