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Well, yes, there certainly is something to be said for beautiful boys with lovely cheekbones and crinkly eyes when they smile. Though not enough smiling is done in Twilight, as I recall. Lotta moping and brooding, little smiling. Plus of course there's Billy Burke. Who - EEEEK - I have just Googled and discovered is only a couple of days younger than me. Huh. Is anyone watching his latest series, Revolution (power goes out all over the world, chaos ensues)? It just started here.
I have the simplest tastes. I am always satisfied with the best.
Good lord, billy burke, is only three years younger than Gwamma...... I look OLD, he doesn't praps i should ask him what his secret is????????? It will have to be something to do with blood suckers.................
"never let the truth get in the way of a good story "
I know Facebook feels very private and intimate, and that those are just random pictures of friends and coworkers and loved ones on the screen, but they actually represent very real people who read what you post. I know!!! How intrusive.
FACEBOOK IS NOT THE PLACE TO WORK OUT YOUR MARITAL PROBLEMS.
Lady Friend just texted from Des Moines to tell me to log on to her Facebook page and enjoy. Processing Queen has struck again. Her last overshare was a lengthy diatribe against the parent who abandoned her in adolescence, a post which degenerated in the comment thread since she is friends with all of her family (who have opposing views of what exactly happened). Today's entertainment was Big Fight With Spouse over Junk On The Floor.
Tears were dropped.
Words were yelled.
And no less than ELEVEN HUNDRED people (family, friends, business associates, clients, and Gay Panda) got to read all about it.
Eleven hundred people. I don't think I've cared about that many people in 58 freakin' years on the planet. Really.
Daddy abandoned us after I left home. Then he freaked out because I wouldn't speak to him or acknowledge his new life. Sorry Daddy, but you suck. He left a woman with a high school education (my mom) and a disabled son (my brother) to fend for themselves. Did I cry when I learned of his passing? Hell, no. Maybe eleven hundred people know of it now because you have a very popular journal. But who cares. One or eleven hundred. He's dead. She's dead. Brother is dead.
Wow, that was cathartic. Hopefully I didn't freak you out, darling Panda poo.
"Right is right, even if no one is doing it; wrong is wrong, even if everyone is doing it." - St. Augustine