by Begle1 » Tue Jul 03, 2012 8:15 pm
She's my age (22 or 23), skinny, beautiful, intelligent and witty, drives a Chrysler 300m, works three jobs, is sensual and sweetly erudite, loves to cook, likes to dance and do yoga. Can't stand the cold, hasn't a sedentary bone in her body, is a great fan of beer and wine.
She left to the Bahamas for two weeks the day I got back from Arizona, and then was occupied with Father's Day the next weekend, and then the weekend after that was where she took her dad to the show she bought him tickets to the week before. Between our schedules it's difficult, but she says sometime in the next week she'll find time for me.
I keep buying boxes of fruit roll-ups to give to her, but I keep eating them all. I'd forgotten how good the apricot ones are.
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1990 D-250 Regular Cab: Tweaked injection pump, built transmission, a cataclysmic charlie foxtrot of electronics, the most intense street-ran water injection system in the country, and some more unique stuff.