Mom, Bam, Janelle and Greg went to church, then back to Bam's for dinner. Mom's finally accepted that I'm an atheist, so she didn't bother inviting me to church with them, but she did ask me to come to dinner. I initially wasn't going to - my mood had reached a valley, and I really didn't feel up to an evening around family; Janelle called later and convinced me to come, though. Tried calling Lilie twice (once before, once after) to see if I could drop off her present, but to no avail. with a lot more people and here it's just JaB, the cats and me. Plus, she's never been to Rotterdam. I know about the "having to kick her out-maybe" thing. That's why I always went to the fuckbuddy's house. There's a get away there. And if I really wanted to return to that house or see him again, I'd leave something there. Something I'd have to go back for, or he'd have to call me about. You might be thinking panties here, but panties don't work. For some odd reason they keep those.
Am I nervous? Yeah! For that reason; should I be blogging about this any more? NO!! I keep tricking myself into blogging about it. Or you trick me into it. There's a Dutch saying that goes; "Waar het hart van vol is, loopt de mond van over." Translation; "What the heart is full of, the mouth overflows with." cking myself into blogging about it. Or you trick me into it. There's a Dutch saying that goes; "Waar het hart van vol is, loopt de mond van over." Translation; "What the heart is full of, the mouth overflows with." delivering show-stopping renditions of songs, and he possesses a stage presence that radiates
warmth; his followers eagerly look forward to his upcoming and
undoubtedly successful J Records debut; now, therefore, be it
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