("With the taste of your lips, I'm on a ride! / You're toxic, I'm slippin' under. / With a taste of the poison paradise... / I'm addicted to you, but you know that you're toxic!")
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Free Online Dating Greg passed his oral examination and his polygraph test. We're that much closer to moving to the western side of Washington that it's scary.
I'll be the first to admit that I'm terrified. :P It's moving to an entirely new place, but at least I have family over there. Maybe they'll finally take an interest in me, since I seem to know everybody else's life details and they don't know any of my own.
Plus there's the whole deal about more college or work or whatever, and that's nerve-wracking. The cost of living is more over there, but the minimum wage is higher as well.
I'm sure I'll adapt, though. I just want to get out of Moscow, somewhere that I don't have to drive an hour and a half to get to a decent place to buy clothes... >.<
You know, seriously, I need to throw a party in a week or something. I just need to relax and drinkydrinky and drunk dial people. <3 Plus there's tons of room now for drunken Wii and all the good stuff.
("I took a sip from the devil's cup; / Slowly it's takin' over me...")