On nights like these, I miss my friend Barb. She was always there when I was stuck at home because I had no money to go out, and she would tell me stories of her life, or pella, or whatever. She was a great comfort to me. I miss her so. SHe was one of the few people in my life I could really talk to. She always knew how to explain things, or tell me to relax or tell me to slow down. When life got hectic, she was there. Boy do I miss her.
Yoda: Sleeping in the kitchen
Bugger: Sleeping under my chair
Angela: Just THinkin...and watching cheesy movies
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Miss These?
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I solemly swear that I am up to no good. - 2006-05-05
What has been going on with me - 2006-04-22
year end survey!!! - 2005-12-31
Update from Sunny CA.... - 2005-12-05
