Dear readers, haters, and betsys-
Remember that little stretch in December/earlyJanuary where I didn't post many blogs? Well, it was on account of me not being in school. We are, together (forever), about to embark on what could be a similar, albeit longer, stretch. One of the downfalls - the only downfall as far as I'm concerned - of summer vacation is a lack of access to the I (my pet name for the Internet).
Don't give up hope, though. I plan to purchase me a computer sometime soon. I'm pretty rich these days. When/if that happens, so will blogs. In fact, it could yield more blogs than ever before.
So, continue to talk bad about what has become of this blog. I don't mind. Just know that your protests won't force much change. They won't fall on deaf ears, because I will probably enjoy them, but I can only do what is possible.
I love you. Do you love me? Let's talk more.
Sincerely,
sugarcube
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I miss you.
i know how you do.
it's going to be a long summer
Thanks, babes. If things don't get better, I'll miss you too.
You can buy my crappy laptop that I don't use, or you can borrow it and get rid of the viruses and then give it back when you get a new one. Whichever...totally up to you.
Yes. I love you.
Effer.
You should get square frame glasses. I think they'd suit you.
I'm not paying for internet.
square-framed glasses, eh?
Fall '09!
I'm so retarded. I meant Fall '07!
Dang Jefe, Buzz Kill...wireless man. It's totally free around Liberty Park or the Coffee Garden.
i dont have internet either. do you want to ask the real soccer player across the hall for his password? me too...
Cindy- Fall '09 will rule too.
Nat- will you go to this site: http://real.saltlake.mlsnet.com/players/roster.jsp?club=t121 , click on all the names, and tell me which one is your neighbor? I want to start bragging about you.
which one of these lovely lucky ladies do you call "my woman"?
when did your blog become such a hotbed for commenting? my little boy is becoming a man.
I dropped a drill on my leg and I moved my whole blog back to my old address
roughallover.blogspot.com
I am trying to break your heart. Too bad I am failing so hard core at it.
love,
marshall p.
bets- the key is to not post anything new. Then the people HAVE to post comments. I mean, look no further than yourself: you've posted two comments on this blog alone.
MP- I know it's not a broken heart, but is the fact that I cried about you dropping a drill on you leg close enough. Let me know if it is and I will start crying.
cube, start crying bitch!
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