Just imagine him online, on a web board somewhere, wistfull, missing the girl that got away. Keep your eyes open at the races; he'll show up again I'm sure. Oh! And keep Advil about yourself! And maybe a cookie. Boys like cookies...
Just imagine him online, on a web board somewhere, wistfull, missing the girl that got away. Keep your eyes open at the races; he'll show up again I'm sure. Oh! And keep Advil about yourself! And maybe a cookie. Boys like cookies...
Be yourself, to the extreme!
My new non-farm blog: Finding Freedom
Lisa
My mountain dulcimer network...FOTMD.com...and my mountain dulcimer blog
My personal blog:My blog
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I totally agree that I need a boyfriend who understands chain rings beat diamond rings any day of the week! Now I HAVE to enter the TT on Sunday, moving be damned!
Before texting about your bowel movements and other inane nonsense became all the rage, there was a time when you could be twitterpated:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mf4v4Yunm4s
And really, what self respecting wannabe racer girl wouldn't be?
http://sportifimages.com/gallery/800...23203445_zx85a
*swooon*
"True, but if you throw your panties into the middle of the peloton, someone's likely to get hurt."
I've always liked the word "smitten".
First you're smitten, then you get smote.
2008 Trek FX 7.2/Terry Cite X
2009 Jamis Aurora/Brooks B-68
2010 Trek FX 7.6 WSD/stock bontrager