Dear Frank, or as you called yourself in those days... Frank ( Read more... )

I am an ex-patriot from flavor country.

Is it wrong for a mother and 8 to 10 year old to buy condoms and for the child to carry them out?

I want cheese burgers! 2 of them. If my demands are not meet by midnight the stomache gets it. I am going to popies chicken. Death by fried chicken.

Is my problem that I think myself into a problem? Do I let my logic roam free to wreck havoc with my emotions? At what point should i listen to either of my parts? When I was a boy I saw in black and white. Now that I am a man most things seem gray. I can argue my way out of a box, but cannot answer a simple question most of the time. Where this ( Read more... )

How should a friendship go with an ex? How should I approach it? Where do I find common ground when we are so changed by time? I am happy to have them in my life but am not sure where they fit. More importantly where do I fit. As my social circle reinvents itself and the new purpose that I find myself with, where do I fit in? I find myself without ( Read more... )

So I am here.... studying for my test... sorta..

So I am here with my notes out....

So I am here blogging....

Ah...

So I am readying to retake this class....

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I have the momma bear of wangs.

Is there girls there?