Friday, September 17, 2010

So heroin bob was afraid of needles. 9 posts

and I'm afraid of flying. Yeah, little known fact about me. Flying in airplanes scares the daylights outa me. I guess that means that no part of me is daredevil or part angel. I'm part scaredy cat and part very darn pratical, cuz it ain't pratical for man to be flying. Possible and convient? Yes. Smart? I don't know. Scares me silly, especially during take off and landing. What's even worse is turbulence during a flight. I always think I'm about to die at least once on a flight. But hey, America can't figure out trains so watcha gonna do? I do like cocktails though, and airport bars and white russians. Remember that cuz my birthdays comin up, and I would mix you a white Russian on you day.
Switch gears, it's really rainin out there. Sounds like your basis late summer Washington rain and make things muddy and depressing sort of downpour out there. My favorite time is when it's just cold not raining. I've got a really nice down jacket and jump on any excuse to bust that bad boy out.

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