love my mornings with BK breakfast with my crossanwich with bacon. (berniebacon, i like) It makes the start of my day so complete and yeah, havin someone who seeks the simplest pleasure in pretending to have big tummy just by bloating up her own jacket was all so good. teehee..
training under light drizzle was all fine despite the cold and breezy wind. 1/2 blade it is then.
ARGH.... it did sting me as it involves my hard-to-come-by ching$$chings but i'm sure you feel worse off. my silly lion's crumpler bag that was a xmas pressie from me got stolen at SDBA. (TO THAT BROTHERPUCKER: MAY YOU ROT IN HELL AND LET THE MAGGOTS FEAST ON YOU!!) opps! kinda vulgar but as least, it vents my anger by just a teeny weeny bit? Guess lion and crumpler dont exactly have that much of fate, three weeks time tgt and they parted. Timberland watch's gone and all those accessories which meant so much were gone too. Good lord and be glad that your wallet and cell phone were in my car and your ipod's in peace at home.
certainly suck eggs whenever you lose stuff.
i have had countless experiences. *shakes-head*
puck.care if it is of monetary term and not those that signify anything.
*so my dear friends, please adopt a good habit of taking care of your belongings. (thou i struggle big time on this too)