This time next week...

[Liar]

You know, you could not think about any of us right now if you just chose to.

 

[Saint_Ann]

You know, you could not think about any of us right now if you just chose to.

I was wondering whose feelings I would hurt when I said that. There, there. It's ok.

 

[Liar]

I was wondering whose feelings I would hurt when I said that. There, there. It's ok.

Takes an attention whore to know one.

 

[Saint_Ann]

Six days 'til I either die in a plane crash or make it to the beach.

 

[HisArpy]

Six days 'til I either die in a plane crash or make it to the beach.

Or both!

 

[Adre]

Six days 'til I either die in a plane crash or make it to the beach.

A poll opportunity?

 

[Saint_Ann]

Or both!

The plane always skirts the coast for the last couple hundred miles and then swings out over the Gulf for final approach. I usually look for sharks.

 

[Saint_Ann]

A poll opportunity?

There you go. Golden opportunity.

 

[Stain_mAnn]

Six days 'til I either die in a plane crash or make it to the beach.

One can only hope the latter never comes...

 

[HisArpy]

The plane always skirts the coast for the last couple hundred miles and then swings out over the Gulf for final approach. I usually look for sharks.

Look for the ones with puckered faces, they're Lemon Sharks. You'd be safe if the plane ditched near them because Lemon Sharks only eat lemons. It's why they're called Lemon Sharks.

 

[Saint_Ann]

Look for the ones with puckered faces, they're Lemon Sharks. You'd be safe if the plane ditched near them because Lemon Sharks only eat lemons. It's why they're called Lemon Sharks.

I've caught them. Well...mostly I was throwing up. They're delicious...taste like chicken o' the sea.

 

[jezzilee]

Yeah, totally not Rob can't help himself from using the "tranny" or "sissy" insult.

yeah totally not Que cannot help himself for using the same vernacular with this alt as he does his "main" persona...

My apologies to you Que, I do know you are not the #. You have to admit, you are being mimicked in this post.

 

[HisArpy]

I've caught them. Well...mostly I was throwing up. They're delicious...taste like chicken o' the sea.

All them lemons are marinating 'em from the inside out. Ceviche on the fin, so to speak.

 

[Saint_Ann]

5 more days. My boss dumped 3 weeks of work on me today. I think he forgot I'm gone next week. Oops.

 

[Avery_Chisholm]

 

[Saint_Ann]

4 days. I stayed late to catch up. TIme to make a packing list.

 

[Stain_mAnn]

*prays for engine failure*

*reminds mAnn that nobody likes him*

 

[HisArpy]

*prays for engine failure*

*reminds myself that no one likes me*

You can go now.

 

[Hypoxia]

TTNW I won't have any medical appointments. Whew. Not till the week after. So TTNW we may be on a paddle-wheeler on Lake Tahoe (closer than the medical offices) sipping slurpy stuff and watching whatever. Or we'll just hang outside at Riva Grill with their drink special, I forget the name now. Something tangy. Boats nearby. Mountain air. Much better than the dairy-air of some places.

By TTNW I may have changed my instrument strings. Finally. If I have the strength.

 

[Stain_mAnn]

You can go now.

That's okay, thanks anyways.

 

[Saint_Ann]

I'm downloading 13 Reasons Why to watch on the plane. Much smaller than a book.

3 days.

 

[Saint_Ann]

27 hours.

 

[Hypoxia]

I miss he old Sonova Beach sign on the way to Zuma.

 

[Saint_Ann]

I miss El Gordo's on South Madeira Beach.