Sunday, March 16, 2008

I guess you often get what you wish for...Im gonna be a daddy at such a late age....the responsibilities and the bipolar hormones that come into action between the fine lines of love hate and 60 mile an hour windss....
We have been together 2/3rds of a year...and suddenly over the weekend , the cabin stirring of my muse has enough and wants to go...all the trepidations and second thoughts about everything...and you wonder if she'll come with your on flight to the stars!

all the negativity of the Navaho nation seems to be compounded in this little area....and its stirred up the Rovian tactics of our resident Jesus.

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