So I’m trying my hand at a scarf and I think I’m doing alright. It’s a really pretty metallic mohair blend. I’m in love. Knitting is absolutley theraputic—until I drop a stitch, then I want to strangle someone with my half-scarf.
lebeers's Life List
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1. graduate from college
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2. drive on the highway
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3. sew a dress
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4. volunteer abroad
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5. Go to the dentist
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6. Have my wisdom teeth taken out
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7. paint my room
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8. go to the obgyn
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9. pay off my debt
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10. put my photos in albums
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11. go to New Roc City
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12. go hiking
1 cheer517 people -
13. go to Quaker Meeting
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14. have a girl's night out
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15. finish my paintings
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16. work on my photography
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17. finish my courses
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18. send letters
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19. Learn to cook
6,860 people -
20. Skydive
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21. learn to play the violin
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22. do the splits
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23. improve my voice
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24. go to more concerts
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25. weigh 125 lbs
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26. visit all 50 states
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27. call or write an old friend every Sunday
21 people
So now I’m dating my best friend’s cousin. My best friend happens to be a male, and he happened to have a thing for me for a very long time. This is one strike.
This guy I’m dating is a Republican. I am not. He really cares about guns. I, uh, don’t. I think he’s a homophobe, and perhaps a racist.
He just got out of a bad relationship. His girlfriend sent me a very ugly email accusing him of cheating on her and also threatening my life.
He has yet to take me out on a proper date.
Strike. Strike. Strike.
I’m smitten!
Stupid but true: I avoid driving on the highway at all costs. I’ve always been in some kind of steady relationship, or at least since I was sixteen, and the guy always wanted to drive. Pair this with a six car pile-up on a Baltimore highway several years ago while looking at colleges, and I’ve never really been comfortable with highway driving. It’s something I’ve been meaning to do more of, and now that I’m single for the first time in my life, it seems like a good time for a road trip.
