'Out Of Gas'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I have never tried to look up my exes on Facebook. What does that make me? I'm guessing either self-absorbed or repressed.
I can tell you one thing it definitely excludes you from being: A LESBIAN. Because if you were a lesbian, you would already have been friended by all your exes. And your exes' exes. And your exes' current girlfriends. And the exgirlfriend of your old roommate's exgirlfriend's exgirlfriend's college roommate. Er, I think that's how I know her...
(Franz Klammer was my first in that year's winter games).
Hee, mine, too! I even sent him a starry-eyed crush letter written in German. Egad, how the young are fearless.
Sail, that's adorable.
I think my first Olympic crush was Michael Gross, the German swimmer.
Olympic seekrit boyfriend of the past: Bode Miller.
Eric Heiden.
You know, it strikes me that what you find annoying and/or batshit crazy in your own family is charmingly eccentric and fascinating in other people's families. It's all a matter of perspective (my mother ... let me show her to you ... seems to have decided that since she can't be a southern belle she'll be a ding-a-ling).
This [link] is bat-shit crazy, and by this, I'm referring to everyone involved with the bigfoot hoax, particularly the police officer who was on medical leave. As the police chief said, "I don't know how someone goes from being a hero to a jerk that fast."
Yeah, and now this sordid affair will harm the reputations of even legitimate bigfootologists....
However, he now sells used car over the Internet and drives a truck for Big Foot Towing Co.
This right there didn't tip anybody off that the whole thing was BS?
Hrrmmff - LJ now blocked at work.