-Lost in the woods-
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I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

   Sunday, September 8  

So, allright, working at the Wave's not half bad
Don't need cover, the people I work with rock (so far) and there are no dirty old men at this bar. Imagine that girls, no evil leering old men that make you feel the imidiate need to cover yourself with a parka and run home to shower in scalding hot water with antiseptic and bleech. It was one of the only times that I can honestly say I thouroughly enjoyed myself at a bar, and our boss Ryan even helped finish up the pool game for Natasha and I to pass the time. You rock Ryan, maybe you'll be a cooler boss than the last ryan.
Mad props to the Dave guy who was out with Brodie last night, all I know is that he went to bluefield with him, but he was a decent guy who was sticking with his friend.
Went out to the barn, rode the horse, now my ass is sore. Don't ask me about the bruise on my head, just chalk it up to me being an idiot.

And by the way, I would have loved to come play paintball, but hey, why would you tell me about it, I only saw you like a million times last night.

   [ posted by T~ @ 9/08/2002 07:16:00 p.m. ] [ ]