sophisticated-cat said: smoothing your ego? That kind of sounds awkward, and like it involves lots of rubbing….
Soothing not smoothing hahaha
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oh yeah. Starting Wednesday, stupid people better look out!
Wait a second.. Why Wednesday? I’m confused…
Isn’t that when school starts? I don’t know about you but I’m ready to unleash my Sherlock savvy bullshit on people
I thought it started on Friday? Poo. I don’t want to find out you’re right.. :( Shit. You’re right. I just looked. Damn.
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oh yeah. Starting Wednesday, stupid people better look out!
Wait a second.. Why Wednesday? I’m confused…
She never finshed it, so I’ll say what I think she would’ve said.
Odds are, that when we go to see Dark Knight Rises, Victoria will obsess over the Chevelle and Pontiac there while dreaming (and planning) to bring my El Camino to the drive-in. Also, Breanna will be smart and figure everything out. And it shall be epic. (:
And it was. (:
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this reminds me of Marla Singer….
:o you’re right!
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OH MY HOLY AIR!!! why didn’t you get his number…I love you but you’re so silly. :(
I had to leave before I could! I would’ve gotten it sooner, buuut no one leave us alone. :( Haha guess we were just popular :b (I say this to make myself feel better haha.)
So, this last weekend I went up to a wedding in Gregory, South Dakota, with my sister, her husband, and my nephew. It was a 4 hour drive. We had to drive the limo all the way up there. Needless to say, I read too much Stephen King on the way. We stayed at the bride and groom’s house. They live in St. Charles. St. Charles has a population of a whopping 5 people. It’s booming right? Anyways, the wedding was cute. The best part was there was a guy there. Who was totally hipster. It was amazing. A hipster. A very hot hipster. HIPSTER! In Bum Fucked Egypt, South Dakota. I almost died. He. Was. Awesome. I talked to him after at the reception. He ended up being 24. :( And he lived in Minnesota. :( And everyone (meaning stupid, dumbass, drunk rednecks) thought he was gay. He wasn’t. (: We talked the entire time I was there. His voice was orgasmic. Haha, and his laugh was hilarious. His tatoos had awesome stories, and he was overall awesome. But anyways then I had to go babysit my nephew. And I didn’t get his number. And he doesn’t have Facebook. D: Oh well, life goes on. I’ll remember him at least. Haha. (: The next morning we bought illegal fireworks, then headed back to Bum Fucked Egypt, Nebraska. I didn’t even have time to shower for the concert that I went to. By the way, that concert was Gary Allen. :D He was my childhood crush. I may not listen to country music now, but I still remember every word of those dumb songs. I met a guy there too. He lives semi-close to me. He wasn’t hipster though. Or 24. Haha. But I did get his number. He seems nice so that’s good. Haha. And now I’m just glad I’m not busy anymore. (: That’s my busy weekend. Haha, hopefully I won’t have another one of those for quite a while. I think I shall go shower now. I smell.