separation anxiety
so,
somebody's puppy-dog ate my hippie-cracker shoes when said doggy's owner was out dancin it up with a broken wing and a handful of medicated margarita.
...
finally, somebody else knows how i feel.
~
good doggie.
so,
somebody's puppy-dog ate my hippie-cracker shoes when said doggy's owner was out dancin it up with a broken wing and a handful of medicated margarita.
...
finally, somebody else knows how i feel.
~
good doggie.
Posted by norcalcyclingnews.com at 1/10/2006
51 comments:
you're not chewing on Petty's loafers are you??
Hi Olaf! Although not related to this particular blog entry, I wanted to thank you very very much for the excellent advice you gave to me about the downgrade to Cat. 4 yesterday. I was thinking the same thing - that it would probably be much smarter to do that than risk not re-learning everything. Plus, I'm a little more confident about racing with those guys. I know in the M123s I would just get hammered. Thank you very much for the advice - I am going to go ahead and spend the year re-learning and trying to get a feel for things again. I really appreciate your help.
right on, Chico.
all i do is share what i've been lucky enough to have been shown or deciphered through.
it always goes under refinement, so if you find something betteer ~ share that shyte with me back.
give n' take, yo.
cool'n da gang - see you at the races.
m
puppy owes you (and me) some shoes. wish i would have found my groove and stayed longer that night. had the fun i needed tho. thanks.
you poor thing.
i'm not sure partying was the healthiest thing you could have done 3 days after smashing your wrist bones... but, it sho' was fun.
Get that wing healed up proper and we'll try and hit that action again.
or, VB and I might force you to cook for us.
i hear these compliments on your cooking and need to observe.
... purely scientific motivations.
... that, and i'm hungry.
~
I sure could use a shoe to chew on right now...
arf, arf
i hope you can leave work early.
no rush, as always ... but, sure would be nice.
did i mention i'm off monday?
me = following you
~
I sure hope too...I've blocked my calendar off just in case. Recurring-like.
Weather looks clear for Monday. I've blocked off a big long lunch too.
happy.
quite, quite happy.
~
Rainy rainy - I need trainer inspiration
on the way via bloggy-blog.
poor lil bella.
~
goody.
Just for that, I'm gonna drink up this whole bottle of water thats been otherwise ignored on my desk.
and painted asses don't count
but ... i've got this great idea ...
you keep those acrylics away from my bootron
you're right, better to use something water soluble on the bootron
I am running out of shoes to chew on over here....
i've started in on coffee mugs.
trashed two this week already.
my little bootron.
~
I think the genie still needs some coaxing...
me = patient
you = yummy
Ahhh..a few early morning notes are trickling through now.
Just enough nourishment to get me through lunch
percolation.
~
the percolation is the prize
oh, that sweet taste when it boils over.
gimme.
~
almost there....
cannot frickin' wait.
~
oh, the things i'm going to do to you.
well, here I am.
ahem.
satisfaction?
Yes.
In many beautiful ways.
oh, let's do that again!
~
which?
all?
I hope so.
every single one,
over and over again.
because i love it.
~
Oh..its a good thing its Thursday. Don't want to end up chewing on my Danskos
you should see your little pink fluffy sockies.
poor lil' buggers never stood a chance.
~
My Hello Kitties?
Hello indeed.
i'd like to say 'Hello' to you right now.
~
sigh...
arf arf
soon.
~
oh lordy
monday's not even over with...and yet
here I go again
... then come back.
i've got memories giving me goosebumps right now.
deep love.
~
It was less than an hour to work this morning...
good to know in case I ever need to make a mid week goosebump run.
desirous.
mid-week decadence.
lovely.
~
I wonder if my training plan will allow it.
don't worry, i'll get your heart rate up.
~
so so hard to hang up the phone
bootie call.
name the time.
~
Roaming the halls again, looking.
lost
can't wait until Friday and then Sunday and then the rest of our lives.
i adore you
I'm gonna start gnawing on shoes...
damn work and all that gets in the way of me wanting to tell you I am thinking of you and me wanting to hear that you are thinking of me
mmmm....all better now.
thank you love
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