the lobo hombre prefers pretty gemstones to human flesh.

Mar 13, 2006 20:55

yep. it's that time again.

1. Who are you?

2. Are we friends?

3. When and how did we meet?

4. How have I affected you?

5. What do you think of me?

6. What's the fondest memory you have of me?

7. How long do you think we will be friends?

8. Do you love me?

9. Do you have a crush on me?

10. Would you kiss me?

11. Would you hug me?

12. Physically, what stands out?

13. Emotionally, what stands out?

14. Do you wish I was cooler?

15. On a scale of 1-10, how hot am I?

16. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.

17. Am I loveable?

18. How long have you known me?

19. Describe me in one word.

20. What was your first impression?

21. Do you still think that way about me now?

22. What do you think my weakness is?

23. Do you think I'll get married?

24. What makes me happy?

25. What makes me sad?

26. What reminds you of me?

27. If you could give me anything what would it be?

28. How well do you know me?

29. When's the last time you saw me?

30. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?

31. Do you think I could kill someone?

32. Have we ever had sex?

33. Do you miss me?

34. Do you think i miss you?.

so, i missed softball practice today because my coach is an idiot. she said 'if the weather is bad we'll be inside right after school, but if it's nice out, we'll be outside from 5:30 to 7:30.' now, let me tell you about the weather here these days. it's freezing, there have been thunderstorms for the last three days, and i would currently clock the winds at 50-60 mph. nice weather? i think not. i figure now is a decent time to mention that when i went into the gym to find out which team i made...well. here's the conversation, in short.

mince: sit down.
jess: uhmmm. oookay. *sits down cross-legged on the gym floor* :/
mince: okay. i know that you didn't make the cut last year. and your tryouts this year were much better.
jess: uhm, yeah. i was deathly ill last year and i still managed to show up to every day of tryouts. not to mention i didn't have my glasses yet. go on?
mince: ...yes. well. *rolls her eyes subtly* we've decided to take you on as a player/manager. so you'll come to all our practices and you'll probably play non-conference games-...
jess: :3...<---*scary fake smile*
mince: ...yeah. so. you think it over and get back to us.
jess: *stands up and walks away* oh, no. i'm telling you right now, it's fine.
nagy: *the varsity coach who should have been doing the talking. i love her. she's so nice. i wanted to be on her team so badly.* uhm-...uh-...congratulations-..!

moving on to something happy. i learned the pierrot will definitely be appearing either in my art or possibly have his name used for my dolls or pets in the future. and tomorrow i'm making fried rice and beef and broccoli.

lovely memories. i saved many a stuffed doggie with this thing.
includes a stethoscope, syringe, pill bottle, blood pressure thing, reflex hammer, thermometer, and a doohickey to look into ears and eyes. all of which were made of plastic and not functional in any conceivable way, shape, or form. i also loved these guys. fisher price little people..oh, the good times we used to have.

i'm writing a list. i love lists. right now i'm writing a list of sexy things i like.

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