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About Me

The schedule's still hectic and I'm not really on the computer except to study. I'm going to school full time and trying to manage my time with the kiddo and training for my first triathlon. Everything's going great except for the schwimmen. Ugh. My kid's head is getting bigger every day (just like Mommy) and I have a wonderful, beautiful, absolutely crazy girl that I love very much. We hope to cross the finish line together next season (or just finish), but I'm much better at running and she blows me away at swimming. By a lot.
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My Interests

You've heard about my PNW spiel. Yes, I miss it. I like fishing. Reading. Music. Gettin' an edjamacatin. Cars. Kiting. My haircut. My girlfriend. Anything my son likes.

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I'd like to meet:

Anybody. It's not nice being the new kid in town. I'm really easy-going. As always, Libras get extra credit :oD

Music:

ANYthing but POLKA. If the mood ever strikes me I'll dust off the old horn and bust out some cool jazz or r&b, but I get rustier as time goes on. Where did 10 years of playing go?

Movies:

Scary, funny, happy, sad.

Television:

We haven't watched TV in over a year, with the exception of hotel rooms... way behind the learning curve here.

Books:

All of them.

Heroes:

Beethoven and Lance Armstrong. All those who have served our country. You poor souls left at Dyess.

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Phone Numbers!!!

Okay, so if I had your number before, I don't now! My ratty old phone got smashed a while ago and the chip from it isn't compatible with my new phone. If you would like to keep in touch, s...
Posted by EVIDENTLY, her name is... on Thu, 07 Dec 2006 05:08:00 PST

Pleasant Surprises

::With my Momentary Inspiration on my mind:: It's amazing how some people have the ability to surprise, time and again. When it's been awhile since you've spoken to someone who shaped/reformed...
Posted by EVIDENTLY, her name is... on Sun, 30 Jul 2006 01:27:00 PST

Scars

Threading needles for stitches to mend broken hearts and seeing through magnified looking-glasses at reopened wounds ...past battle scars, old hurts Smelling the stench of festering wounds that no am...
Posted by EVIDENTLY, her name is... on Mon, 05 Jun 2006 08:48:00 PST

Drowning in Numbness

The storm passing outside doesn't scare me like it used to vibrating thunder-claps and blackouts don't phase me anymore I step in puddles without realizing it walk half-naked and barefoot in the pouri...
Posted by EVIDENTLY, her name is... on Thu, 04 May 2006 12:40:00 PST

Back From Leave

Soo... after a month lazily lounging away, driving my *ss off and generally having a grand old time, I'm back in Abilene. It was almost surreal getting back into town because it was the middle o...
Posted by EVIDENTLY, her name is... on Sat, 29 Apr 2006 09:48:00 PST

Rough Sex

Heh heh, I thought this about summed it up... -M- You prefer Rough sex!You like it ROUGH. Hard, great, wonderful slamming sex is your type of sex. More the product of lust than love - and utte...
Posted by EVIDENTLY, her name is... on Sun, 19 Mar 2006 06:00:00 PST

Silent Screaming

To my Creative Soul: I wish I wasn't so brooding all the time but then I couldn't play the mysterious stranger, blandly dressed- sitting alone happy just to be able to watch you. You bring out my sh...
Posted by EVIDENTLY, her name is... on Mon, 30 Jan 2006 07:42:00 PST

You know you're a 2nd generation Filipina if...

Excerpt from PinoyStyle 1) You understand a lot of Tagalog, but can hardly speak it. 2) You make fun of your parents' accents. 3) As a child, you were totally embarrassed to eat spaghetti with hot ...
Posted by EVIDENTLY, her name is... on Wed, 25 Jan 2006 09:51:00 PST

The Mistake

She loved him at first sight- the Adonis of her choosing. Oh, how raunchy her thoughts how he made her see spots but her poor little heart came to bruising. She approached the young man and proffered...
Posted by EVIDENTLY, her name is... on Tue, 17 Jan 2006 08:15:00 PST

Nothing to Hide

Pieces of my sanity strewn upon the ground like broken glassstaring hard enough I can see my own reflection of bitter memories and broken dreams. Unfulfilled desires are silent music to my ears, stoki...
Posted by EVIDENTLY, her name is... on Tue, 17 Jan 2006 05:31:00 PST