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im a home-cooked girl if ya know what i mean.. and if ya dont then that means i like the simple life.. i like small towns and a few close friends rather than huge cities and lots of ppl i hardly know. i love God, family, friends, and pets. in no particular order. i have a serious side but i know when to be funny most of the time.. but like everyone im not perfect... and i dont try to be. hope this helps. the answer to the question "do u think that forks evolved from spoons?" is here cuz there wasnt enough room down there: yes.. i think that people were sick of trying to stab their solid food with a spoon to eat it so they developed the fork. but then where did the spoon come from? it would only be logical that they originally used sticks which made them contemplate forks, but the forks couldnt cut the food, so they made knives, but they couldnt drink liquid with those 2 items so they made the spoon, but then what if their hands were what made them think to make spoons? then you must consider, their teeth may have been the true inspiration.. maybe they were sick of cutting meat with their teeth and developed the knife fist?

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

~Camping~

i stared into the fire. the crackle of it only made me think deeper. i was drowning in my thoughts. i heard a zipper but paid no mind. a twig snapped. i tensed. he walked into the glow of the fire. "couldnt sleep," he said to me, "i heard you get up after i went to bed." "sorry if ive been keeping you up." i told him. "no, i was thinking. i was keeping myself up." "heh, ya i know what thats like. ive been thinking a lot too... i like to let my mind wander, give it a little exersize." a silence followed. we sat out there for 45 minutes watching the fire. i got a strange feeling like someone was watching me so i looked up. our eyes met, i realized it was him who was staring at me. our eyes locked on each other, i couldnt look away. i was in a trance, the flames licking at the sky, the eerie shadows cast on our faces, his piercing eyes staring into mine. my heart began to race but then he smiled, and suddenly i knew that this was the best camping trip ever.


~*~Golf Sox~*~

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