(since I dint post no sappy shit for valiumtimes)

Jett Superior laid this on you on || February 18, 2005 || 12:14 pm

(since I dint post no sappy shit for valiumtimes)

Conversations With Past Loves: A fugue.

“I like to drink from a glass that means business,” I said to him.

“That way, when I get drunk and decide to throw it at your head, it’s surer to connect with its mark.”

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zee 2.20.2005

Amen!
kaydee 2.21.2005

You got a sister? I got a 25 year old good looking, motorcycleriding, 6′4″, employed, intelligent hunk of a son who is looking for a woman like you. He ain’t willing to settle and with your moxie and brains, girl, or some like them he would live forever happy…
Keith 2.23.2005

Beth, I miss you, so I’m coming back to the blogosphere. ^_^ First entry’s up.
Bob 2.23.2005

I remember that night…and the stitches that came later…
Jettomatika 2.27.2005

Dear Kaydee,

There are many Superior women, but we are all unique in our charms and abilities.

Should I ever stray from the happy confines of marriage, however, and wish to take a tumble, then I’ll keep your young man in mind. >:o)

…and not willing to ’settle’ is a fine, fine thing.
Jettomatika 2.27.2005

KEITH! Missed you.

(and I hardly think I’m the reason you returned. Told you ya’d be back, silly.)
Keith 2.27.2005

I knew you’d be too clever not to see through my flattery! Now ask me what I mean when I say I wonder how that apostrophe got the best of you. Gawd, I’m so damn confusing. Ain’t it great?
Jettomatika 2.28.2005

(or how -sence became -scene.)

pffft.