how delicious.

By christa 8 June, 2005 random

You say you have a secret and suddenly the world is interested!

I love it!

What if my secret is that I have no secret? Ha wouldn’t that be funny.

No no, I do have a secret, a real secret. And I am not pregnant. Ryland is more than enough right now. If I got pregnant again, someone please shoot me in the face. Sure it’d be fun to be pregnant again, cause I liked it a lot, but the whole baby thing afterwards is a little much.

There is no power in telling a secret, just in keeping one, so guess what? No one will ever know but me.

And maybe George Glass.

6 thoughts on “how delicious.”

  1. Tiffany

    YOU SUCK!!!!!!! That’s okay, I’m pretty confident I’ll know what the secret is before the end of the day. HA HA HA HA HA HA!

  3. DG

    While listening to Funeral by AF, sometimes when I am listening to the more melancholy cuts,
    I can see the players on stage in a dingy french bar, dressed in 1950’s french clothing. The audience are wearing those berets and other french things, smoking there cigarettes and drinking there wine keeping to themselves and so on………………….

  4. DG

    In the distant past I had spoke of how I used to do the alarm work, doorbells, and helped with a little computer coaching for a very old man. He died Tuesday at 94. I went to his wake last night.
    He was my friend. He taught me alot about life. Life is not over at thirty, thats pure bullshit.
    To the end he was in charge of his life and ran his 18 acre estate/orchard, entertained guests,
    enjoyed conversation and friends, was cantankerous, drove his tractors, punished and rewarded his servants.
    He even left a dignified and “good looking corpse”. Good luck to you in the afterlife Mr Jeske, You are an inspiration to anyone who thinks that they are “old”.