To: radu; snippy_about_it; bentfeather; SAMWolf
I'm behind too this weekend.
Got conned into helping out with a baby shower.
What's the antidote?
Wandering the mists
drifting in haze
Don't close your eyes
just come with me
Float under the stars
whisper your name
Hope for the day
you'll be with me
Under the moon
in wisp lit fields
Dreams go by
and memories fade
Call me, calling me
and the shades collapsed.
519 posted on
10/12/2003 7:15:34 PM PDT by
Darksheare
(FR, now at One Megathread strength.)
To: Darksheare
Got conned into helping out with a baby shower. YIKES!! I feel for ya!!!!! The only antidote I know is to feign some "mysterious" illness, something supposedly highly contagious. ROTFLOL!!
Love that poem!!!
Sounds like we're ALL behind. hehe! Good luck to you catching up. I may not manage completely since I have to get up bright and early (UGH!) to take one of the cats to the vet. That means early to bed tonight. POO!
521 posted on
10/12/2003 7:25:41 PM PDT by
radu
(May God watch over our troops and keep them safe)
To: Darksheare
Talk about feeling like a fifth wheel. A guy at a baby shower!!
523 posted on
10/12/2003 7:29:54 PM PDT by
SAMWolf
(Friction is a drag.)
To: Darksheare
Dark,
WOW WOW, SWOON!!
Wonderful poem!!
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