Pond, Bank, Mist. Creasing the surface of the pond with. Darning-needle toenails, I the flat. Fat-bellied horned toad pressing myself. Down into a toad-friendly depression. Shut my wrinkled horny-toad eyes, my. Inner cinema shivers and shifts. To the wind of your flight. Water striders scatter left and right,.

A story of my lifes everyday chalenges along with what ever comes to my mind. Monday, August 23, 2010. Hello All, Not sure who is all following what I have been writing but I realize that it has been a long time since I have posted anything at all. Lots has changed and lots is still going on. Not even sure where I should really even start. LOL then my fiance was able to take the half cast off cause the doctors determined it was a torn tendon.

Saturday, October 16, 2010. Our uniforms are trench coats. One of us has a limp, and it switches back and forth between us. We need a rival - Ddebbie. Stakeouts where we drink and Daggie talks about her ass. Instead of cop dogs, we have dop dats.

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