I have been home from work for almost a week ... How would you complete this writing?
Looking over some scrapbook things...I came across local entries for Halloween....
what about a Vampire knitter...let's say...around 3 AD...the knitter was a man...
around 1700 a woman...the knitters run a paper named
" The Ripe Pages"
here is a excerpt from the paper...
Institutionalized - the CEO Wryler today - Wrlyer has been the CEO of Exbkme Soup, for 30 years...

intellect .....Title: No matter the disgrace...1 Cor 15:33: Mt 6:33

Freedom...sometimes a great idea, takes a long time to realize. Why does a man want , what he needs; freedom or what is there of love...What shall we say- What shall we Say? We shall see, what we shall see....
No matter the century or situation hate is hate....The goal or reward is the same...History repeats, itself...A being should be history....To be part of living history !

Oh, well maybe something like time had eaten up her needles...and the metal pair were much to costly to be seen used nowadays...but, they weren't under her chalice inside her bag...etc...etc...and if she weren't careful...she might touch something and turn into a manthing....oh, boy...
Do you scrapbook?

Are working on your winter mittens and socks... I wanted to make some Sour Dough bread this weekend....is there a winter supply of anti-freeze , in your home....I will be visiting Utah again next weekend and not this weekend..

Some where on this earth is a museum that has "The Theory of Thinking"
1968 ----here is a song from the year 1968

Love was all
You had to say
As you stood with words of
I'm leaving
As the tears stream down my face
I thought of how I've been loving you all these years
And I am gonna have to cry my life through

Love and life are both just games
That we never seem to win or lose
I started out I was gonna win, but I fell on my knees
And now
I sing the blues
And I-I am gonna have to cry my life through
2009 Did you say You'd love me just to live an easy life
Saying "Thank You", and "Good-Bye"
The stars swallowed the moonlight, we can't wait another day
And, miss the wine from within
But, maybe memories of love, will play like jazz
Maybe, yes, it's time to say -and


Normal is a Double Standard
to determine normal...a standard must be perfect...everyone is equal according to this standard...the standard has to be unyielding and permanent...

I am working on the book today: October 18-24/2009
just a few simple thoughts...as is ...
If you had it all to do over ...You would pay better attention in kindergarten.
Trying to figure out a shape...knitting isn't like crochet.
In crochet just break everything down to units of basic shapes.
Once you have the shapes your ready to start putting it together..
Going back to the early weeks of First grade. I cut out what I needed, a triangle,
a diamond; these shapes are patterns.
See the penciled outline; the edges of pattern? If you decide to try this type
of knitting - just fill in the space with your knitting.
For a small or large article, the size of the unit is yours to determine.
a single unit can be two or two units one. A solid color or multiple color.
A diamond has two halves, that can be schemed out to form eye catching illusions.
Getting back to kindergarten, by adding color.
A beginner can knit beautiful items, while knowing only one stitch, the knit stitch.
Cast on a certain amount of stitches ...one day and start to knit...
Beginning with the mitten...A mitten can be knitted horizontally or vertical.
Patterns and color can help the knitter determine, the correct method of assemble.
Double Knitting is knitting two fabrics at once, knitting sideways, horizontally.
Using the double knit stitch, makes a warm mitten; adding decreases for the cuff.
The horizontal fold is knitting from bottom to top, folding in the middle.
Where the thumb should be put is a hole. The thumb is knitted last.
The circle method is good and simple.
Using large needles size 8-10, making the top form a square, make the best mitten for chunky
yarns or quick knitting.
Here is an interesting ribbing for cuffs: Double Ribbing
Multiples of 4 + 2
row 1: *k2, p2* k2
row 2: *p2, k2* p2
Repeat rows 1 &2

For fancier mittens learn to create graphed designs...


Socks will be the next chapter....

here is something from the past...I am thinking I am sick to my stomach and good and d--m tired...this page of my
"Mad Knitter"...could have been at the ranch...but...things at NO 4 Walls are a little to big and involving...(i like the
story...)....Oh,  yeah...I got a Hot Water Bottle today...the quality is almost good...it is for my booty...i don't plan on making the rayon multi-y colored knitted cover ...but,  i do plan to use it....

LYS- Ladies Finishing Hobbies
A Knitting Store is a great place to learn knitting!
Local Yarn Shop (LYS) owners here are some ways to make your shoppe great fun and a place to visit.
1. Free For All Day - Only one color is used. All manufacturers, past and present. Profile cards
must be filled out. ..this is charity, group knitting, blankets,sweaters all in one day.
All other colors are move to the back room or where ever
All yarn and materials provided free
2. Dollhouse - all ages to complete a 6x3 ft doll house...partners given out
3. Big Box day - acrylic day
another free day...just "bring your smile"
4. Block day - only blocks are knitted on this day..assembled and
sent off to charity
5. 1-2-3
one free gift after first one hundred dollars
two free gifts after first two hundred dollars
three free gifts after first three hundred dollars

Total cost for each event is about 30 to 50 dollars...so, enjoy knitting as a hobby or just
for relaxation...visit your local yarn shop
http://www.squidoo.com/the-shop-on-blossom-street
http://www.squidoo.com/knitting-blog
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dollhousemysteries.com
Have you ever heard of Albrecht Durer?
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Albrecht_Durer

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Why Not?
Crocheted Socks...don't look that good or do they? won't they feel funny in your shoes...kinda of rough?
over at the knit shop today should have been "let's do this thing"....every body knit or crochet a sock..
then we will put them together and send them away...audience replies...yeah....oh, boy.....way to go...
shelia and marie have decided to crochet one white sock...and then there will be a pair...OK...let's give it a go...
Oh,well enough

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right now, i still haven't more than a couple pages from the famous knitting classic "Tale of Two Cities"...where
the people say...no, thanks...I am on the wagon...it's like who bit me in my back...lol...

FSinstruction1, originally uploaded by toureasy47201.

i am going to add to this entry...
(this is my online and everything else)
it is about my book...or will be...LoL...umm

here is an interesting Picking Up Stitches video...Oh,  Yeah....I have had my Cat Bordhi book for about two weeks....I am now wishing I was home in Massachusetts to research...socks...I thought I would never knit a sock...and now I have learned a lot from knitting socks...

A large cup of coffe please... [Explored], originally uploaded by Webbelina.

Most of the poems or stories start...like this...
Try: A Friend?
Pick this one
i was going to think about the ranch ...but something ticked me off...so,  can't you see...that little woman girl...read this with such meaning...you know you are the one and only...see someone in one of those booths...lol...i'll check spelling later...Later...

It's strange Why people do things.
Why do they do things?
Is it because they are fat or old? Which would you pick?
See wag to the left, wag to the right..
It's not the dream, but actions in life
Life is but a dream
My life is one big knot..unravel, and start again
A Narrative - the Circle
Just when you need someone
When you can't go home...
A smile, the botton that holds it all together...
Chasing a shadow, in dreams
A shadow, click clack, click clack
A Shadow, hand in glove, woe longing for love
Caption, just out of thin air
When there is no need to be fair
The square; A Narrative
I declare, it's clear you wear glasses to see
Wheater it's straight or nappy it's hair
But, there's that square
Cast off, Cast On, just a phase, start or end all the same
Sometimes a caption IS square, but then it's gone; but where
Was the bottom of the stairs, like life the square
The same on all four sides, What a nightmare...
It's your right to know, so let's make it count
A Narrative: The Triangle
Love, was all you had to say
I could hear you say
Rain I've seen your face before this time today
Chasing a shadow in dreams
My tears the chain, no matter what angle it's still a triangle

i write these while at work...ain't that real...1.25 billion, i see you....I think! What is hateful, I mean I still don't know!
Use this.....All is well - That ends well...
Imagine! An atrocity?i can see a 6 foot tall person reading this ...can't you...?
Peace is forever, where ever the wind blows
Tress begin to bend and sway; it's Autumn
That why I feel this way
Tomorrow has been canceled because of today.....

at the risk of showing off..do you like the video....does your pet sing? it will soon be fall...maybe, you should listen to find out...lol..Well..
I was jealous..but!
Movie one should watch: Brave New World
I just finished watching part of the Bucket List...
if there are to many typo's so what....I am sooo...excited...read on...
remember me mentioning the sock bin in the half bath, and the basket full of socks. Then also you remember there no mates to the socks....Imagine waking up in the morning ...life new and all...Life's song of woe, playing in the background. ...the dark melody of the wash board, or the colorful rainbow of the new hobby...it doesn,t matter.
There is a sock bin , before your sleepy mind....
The sock bin is like Cafe Viagra - I think Cat's book will be the last of my book purchases.
Did I ever mention the I made it myself club? You have to make everything you use....sewing needles excluded...
Well, a man can sleep in a hollowed out log. A man can make do with some leaves and a stick...thinking to myself the sock bin is just perfect...pick a pair of socks and call them yours....I don't mean to knit a pair..
This is my blog: I am on a search for the sock. Old patterns are of some interest, knowing there is more to the sock then the basic putting togethering of heel and toe...the way most due...October 1 is the rekease date if Cat's Bordhi new book...
2. The bathroom is the one place woman and man love in the same manner. In my House the sock bin is the one thing that is in common...
typing on the notebook.....

Blowing mornings frost, a chimey melody..
"green is gone, never long for summers song"
"faded ash of evenings, lingering till day is done"

In her dream she would paddle to the edge, the edgeof the table, the shore. She hadn't eaten for two days: in the dream. She was exploring.
Beyond the horizon, was a tear, and she heard a dark cough. Paddling and thinking breakfast is so important. Early morning, the mountain air would have to be her coffee. The clouds her flapjacks...were there clouds, in
the morning? She had begun to doze, waking was the memory of syrup...She would be at the settlement
soon...The sweet full sound of a violin playing to the waning moon....She wasready to trade for a good nights rest.
Breakfast would be waiting in the morning...She knew she was on time...time to drink to age, tea and laughter..
Having been dozing in her boat, she wanted to find a man...she had moved on from home, due to age...
The Cut Embrodiery was waiting for show and tell...and the tales waiting to be heard....

I waited most of the day for the grocery man...and he finally came....
This entry is: about the personal footprint...and Cat Bordhi
this is going to be a great book...I have pre-ordered..you Go    .... YouTube...
Hipknitism is the website for me....lol the sock has been around forever ..may  not have been worn by
Adam   ... but around just the same
The picture I want or need for the journal ...is "true Americana" or a romantic saturday night...or cafe...with maybe a pretty girl...

or a lone knitter...or vintage...I will be looking...

Finally, Socks
I thought about this until I need to get back to basic. The square; is the beginning of all small projects ( i claim to myself...i want to use it for every thing) . I don't use the square for anything except the sock.
I guess using a larger needle to cast on would make a jiffy toe. Knitting both sides of the cast on and adding two stitches each needle till wide enough for foot increase. The square is interesting because it is simple. Increasing two or three rounds make the foot.
Global nomad that I am - That I am: Do others on this earth knit socks? What ethnic traditions do you have on your needles? I would like to know ..
Key to this page is jiffy: the leaves are changing, romantic and mellow. Once the leaves start changing the weather starts becoming cooler; so mittens...Mittens it is.
Gauge ... use your own
Double Knit a cuff 1. Even number sts
2. k2, *yfwd, k1*till end
3. Rep row 2 until desired depth of cuff
4. Work Pattern....make fold .... repeat pattern
5. Double knit cuff to match other side

Wood and clay, originally uploaded by JoLoLog.

Please read the write up for this picture...just click....I know you will just love visiting Montana...

i have been thinking to have my own TV network...and have Global...log in's...remember the booth ...that took your
picture for a quarter and you got about 10 or so ...pictures...well....looking at Earth TV...all of my snap shots are
live...for 1.00 usd or equivalent....JohnQ...or johnny on the spot can go...Globally...DR.  Who...stuff...half of the
money to the local governments and the rest to the Company...(and UpKeep).   This is just a falling out....a
booth in Scotland...China...Where else do you think...think of all the one minute scripts...
Tomorrow there may be a story ...and some thing from my sock journal...but,  who knows...where the wind blows..?
 

Someone has stolen my adulthood....The Bible was written so that the man that plows might do so with Hope...the 5 W's is what i have to start rewriting...I had written my newsletter out....but, I put it in one of my pocketbooks...my thoughts on the ranch began with a ant farm...to feed the 500 or so frogs...i want to raise....they say they taste like chicken....
Worry
Want
Wishing?
Waiting
umm...i can't remember and have to really think...When? Woe?

Hand me down; another journey - a hand me down?
Day calls out - I am on my way to another day
Summer came exposed herself so shamelessly
Winter came with cupped hands to hide her face....
boring....Boring
Well, it would seem that making soap without lye...isn't real to anyone but me...
or about 3,000 years ago people didn't use soap?
i promise myself some Black Ebony knitting needles ....
or
it begins...
all the good knitters had begun to turn to trees or paper...depending on the stage of development...
and being only a beginner...she rode along...noticing the shadows as they fell...

i love Utah...the ride there is just ...or it was over whelming...what would it be like to ride horse back...into town from Nevada? tomorrow I hope to finish...my version of....s-it takes a long time to burn....Oh, well...till then.....

Following the pattern ...I could grew into a clown or color combination....
The click had become a cluck...
Knowing people always will wear slippers  sweater....
She wanted to be a flower....Bed jacket or sweater of the day...
A Flower
...Not a sock...washed or worn out or the stem of a leaf
Or just hang around a little longer as a purse liner
As one of the stars
A blue star,  on a beige background...
Knitters  love  Fair Isle......

Old Shed, originally uploaded by Dawning2009.

I'm in love with a note
I want to hear it played again
Somewhere near the end, or under the awning of day
The note that's missing in early spring, when the trees begin to blossom
The note that's played in crispiness of an early winter day
Once the music has played the colors of summer
the tune of fall
Have I heard the music, no not at all
Play the note again and again

This is Open Letter 99 and should be a running letter...like I add to it
from time to time or every day...365 Different Letters to a Husband...
Title: Note...( one Note)

Crooked Tree, originally uploaded by sara winter.

thought the Red Haired Peddlar...no longer a stranger

1. Cleaning the table
2. Reading the paper
3. lean to dinner

Coffee, may become American in the future. Never will it be to the Chinese who live in this great land..we believe...
No4 Walls almost held true to its name as it's own namesake. They the Chinese didn't want to work. It seems the fire
presented the opportunity to realize " he the chink" could not possible live inside the little 4 walled cube called house.
No, not as the "natural man, the white man does". His opiums all the way from California, so the Chinese say.
$2 a month for 6 months, when: "Himself" sees the most beautiful baby. What's this all about..
Well, right after the fire was put out, a new shanty town was up.
It took two days to build, and it was over heard "No Women".
Thie fire has given us a couple things, 2 meanings to Labour Day, it was decided on a free festival...the built the little shack
town so the could do their handiwork..
1. Opening: Wanting to enjoy maybe the last warm evening of the year, they sat under the roof of the lean to ..or
you can smell sugar cured bacon
2. Possibly this would be one of those evenings there would be an extra lamp or candle.
3. December 19, 2008 someone died on the left.
4. Knitting notes - Trade in No4 Walls ...barter with the peddlar
I don't want to forget thinking about you. The Hope Chest is full of thoughts of flicking candles and moon full heroics.
1. The peddlars last town his route, a No4 Walls...Blowing mornings frost, a chimey melody..
"green is gone, never long for summers song"
"faded ash of evenings, lingering till day is done"
2. Imagine standing and sleeping . Sleeping on a clothesline.
3. All the thoughts that lead to the "Red Hair Peddlar".
1. Jeremiah 10:23

Clearer...there has been a fire in No4 Walls...and the money is safe...
unpopulated is the town of No4 Walls...so, the needlework, what ever men
have to help...they are mainly Chinese...they have habits ... and don't
want to give them up...a bribe...booming life....
the scene is the Ranch...evening sun set

The Page Ranch House, originally uploaded by moonty.

wrote on the back of a flower
your my crop of flowers after the rain ......

any female remember the Hope Chest? How many of you know someone about 50 years of age.....who has four or five dead husbands..this seems to be the case in Las Vegas....or nearly dead...not let me be corrected.....think of all the money you could have ...if it were you......

how would you complete the opening sentences ....I want it to be back at the ranch.....i am beginning  to agree...with friends of the past... ...What is two face...it is had to describe ..until you know it for yourself!

I have always had journals...two or three at a time..since the age of 14..
How long have you been knitting?  

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Oh, yeah...I may be getting that job ...I have been wanting...much better
pay...or so rumor has it..and no more hotel...let's be hopeful and try to be glad..

Do you know what it means to sit and be stupid? It's time to reread Anne Frank...it is had to believe that times have changed...Do you think for the better...? Could you keep a list of all the things you have done with your life...Are you afraid of the dark? I am from New England....you would be surprised to see how advance the past really could be...what do you think I am hollering about today? it's a rare thing...An old man once told me " an intelligent person...doesn't have to...? you can fill in the blank....what is ridicule if not telling a stupid person...they have sense...or laughing with me or at me?

Proverbs or Eccl   3  says...

he who increases  knowledge( to know of ,  experience of,  expert etc)  is  the increasing of pain..
then I would say...but ,  don't you have to have sense enough to know better..
Yes,  I am typical...My Mother was crazy....they always say...

what is reality that it can't be lived every day...sometimes i think that if
adolf hitler could have been a thinker...was he deep...the prisoners sometimes had food...
time is a line drawn in space....(age 13)
read the write up for the "Page House"

I have been thinking about my journey...lol...and all the emails that could come in....puts me in mine of the "all black school" I attended and the GA section . The emails means...each day...I request that an individual from a certain area of the state I am traveling ..emails a little something ...something (good)....a local recipe or a finished object..picture of a landmark ...lol...imagine a swap this deep...obscene scene of scenes contributed by this elephant...? remembering there use to be millions of millions of buffalo on the range...before 1930..On the way to Zion Park...I saw a buffalo in someone's yard..Long Horned Elk ..the horns at least 2 yards long..in the yard...oh, well...enough sharing diversity.....or should I roam the range and start...with .."you know.....it is really strange???? well, I for now I we will have to skip the amendment right ...because the right didn't give everyone the right...strange!!! I guess GOD isn't here..and it's the Crime of Apology....Utah...isn't on the agenda this weekend...
Oh, yeah...I am waiting for my ergonomic crochet hook set....

Covered Wagon, originally uploaded by lawde13.

Why Not?
Crocheted Socks...don't look that good or do they? won't they feel funny in your shoes...kinda of rough?
over at the knit shop today should have been "let's do this thing"....every body knit or crochet a sock..
then we will put them together and send them away...audience replies...yeah....oh, boy.....way to go...
shelia and marie have decided to crochet one white sock...and then there will be a pair...OK...let's give it a go...
(i hope you don't mind...copy and paste...this came from my clip board...and...I am thinking of a
journey...for the next couple entries in this online journal...the mind of a young old person)...(it
is strange...but,  you some times...you never get to what you mean to say...Have you ever known any one
like that...happy...perky...lol...on top of the world...)
Oh,well enough here are some links to crochet by:
http://www.crochetandknitting.com/sockstemplate.htm

http://crochet.about.com/gi/dynamic/offsite.htm?zi=1/XJ&sdn=crochet&cdn=hobbies&tm=8&f=10&tt=2&bt=1&bts=0&zu=http%3A//www.graftonfibers.com/socks.htm

http://www.planetshoup.com/easy/crochet/ribsox.shtmlhttp://www.planetshoup.com/easy/crochet/ribsox.shtml

http://fromcrooktohook.blogspot.com/2007/08/crochet-socks.htmlhttp://fromcrooktohook.blogspot.com/2007/08/crochet-socks.html

http://www.ehow.com/how_5124150_crochet-wool-socks.html
http://www.crochetme.com/ultimate-crocheted-socks
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right now, I have decided to wait of fluffing this up....because ...I living a page from the famous knitting classic "Tale of Two Cities"...where
the people say...no, thanks...I am on the wagon...it's like who bit me in my back...lol...Yes, I have order me some ergonomic crochet hooks...
but...I didn't get the right type...so, ...AARP went on a imaginary journey for a couple months...the last time I checked...so,  where should I be going...each day some one emails...a page to the journey...explaining
where they would like to be other than the usual knitting spot or attitude...or maybe some other person..umm..and we will be moving right along...or...
oh,  about my not caring about the spelling and such...it is because people from planet Jupiter...just can't make it ...what with having been pretending all day...to speak..and think ...earth man talk...to then sit and type out ..the stuff...is really a feat...

Watching you....watching me..., originally uploaded by law_keven.

Weeks and days went by...still I sat alone and cried...

starry eyes and girly crys...when I say I love you I tell no lie..
(yucky)
Oh, Yeah..filed this under Is That All There Is...
imagine a buffalo in your front yard ...along with a Long Horn Elk.....I forgot to bring the camera...so,  I can't prove .. it to be true...some one does...and the neighbors do too.....I am off from work tomorrow...

Full Moon Fever, originally uploaded by MikeJonesPhoto.

By: Jane Faherty
( stories to knit by)

this will be the K1, P2 ..ribbed socks...
a brown crocheted cabled beret
there is a write up for the picture...the two room apartment is hard to find...and I won't be taking pictures of my own....Maybe i should try...from the Man's point of view...yes, he is going to give his baby away...right away...thinking giving away all that money...i will be off from work at the end of the week...i guess,  i won't be going to the sock summit..I could fly by way of Spirit Airlines for the day...No,  that's just OUT...lol...you remember...my little experiment on sock making...How to make a sock...the lavender sock...i posted on Ravelry...and Flickr...so,  I would be in the know if making it to the sock summit...lol....I may have to go to Utah and start looking for a husband...humm...Umm...it's the big Rock Mountains...I know that's what it is...


this is a story to read and that's all...no cares if you like or not...all from the same outline...
a dry piece of bread, was stuck in her throat. A sip of the signature martini,
helped it down. Stuck in her throat was the past, "how could someone has
miserable as she, have something so normal happening...
It was because they use to the friends. Her stomach churned as the
background music played " I let her down". thinking at least that one
knows his wrong. , to have hurt one of the weaker sex.
Feeling like she had just left her grandparents, the world was blurry and
moving much to fast.
They had an out door pump, moldy outdoor furniture; the life of Riley.
He'd always be the ghost in the well.
Love is a bell ringing, in the past..
Aches in today, with such pain
It's all you can hear..
What a morbid thought, more like just out there on your own no one to
stand by you - cause your "me", in unchartered waters. You never know
what tomorrow may bring.
All alone - never to see the magical lights of life, again.
Love and life just a fathom, of the once dead. The once dead who came
to life , in the turn of the kaldeiscope of love.
Stuck in her throat, was the religion of the lost. Each memory a remainder; given
by some king, a statue. A statue, void of color or reason; if true in being. If true for
some other being.

OR?

Waking up to the smell of excitement in the morning air. A cold glass of water, shower,
dress then breakfast.
She wrote "forcing herself to believe; she could make him love her as the loved him. He
could love her, because she loved him.
Tea and oatmeal, for the busy, long day ahead.
Longing not to feel lost in her own story. She the writer wrote "Sara Jane, needed to walk
in the rain". Sara remembered the echo of a piano being practised , in early spring. Early
spring is the color of the country side. The country side seems to be the color of all seasons.
A water wheel, by a wooden walk bridge, frozen in winter or sparkling in summer; if painted in
the country was heart rendering.
Writing a gut wrenching love affair in 500 words or less, just isn't easy.
OK! I can kinda knit a sweater and kinda knit socks - I can but don't follow a pattern.

OR

As she ate her sandwich and drank her drink.
Mood smileys crossed her mind. Thinking back in time to her friends wondering how she could
knit and crochet so beautifully.
She mentally noted she had been to me! Knitted fuzzy socks, trimmed with fur, crocheted socks,
used super saver, size 13 double points, and wanted to be known as a sock knitter.
The sandwich a black bean burger, was cold. When you eat slowly and alone everything is cold.
Anything else? the waitress asked or was it her arse...remembering she was going to give her
baby up...up for adoption....she and her mother had waited together for nine months...but
then she changed her mind...and off to New York ...she was...

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Blog Post: 7/27/09
i am determine that if I have another swap partner i am going to have some good stuff...it is a $5 swap...up to $5....so far I have some Leis...i want to use just "good stuff" I have found...I will find some Surina needles...umm...bribery?
I got some leis
Now, to be like others
What you say and How we start the day
Good bye
Am I waiting
have we already said it
I got some leis
(yuckee) Well
one smile from you
My heart is given wings, to fly home to your heart.
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I read a James Patterson book the other day ...now to read Deja Dead...I want to make a sweater using Peaches and Creme..
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I really have to stop and think....but,  right now I am slightly ...lol...or let's say...
Life is just to much.......
Am I boring...you?