March 19, 2007This girl is the heart beat of the drum circle. Thank you for keeping it strong and solid!
April 15, 2006Baya has stinky feet and pulls your ponytail when no one is looking. She has cooties, too.
Faeries are scared of her 'cause she is a meanie.
If you see her you should run away as fast as you can before she can give you noogies.
And no matter what, DO NOT let her make you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich!
Thank you very much,
My name is Sara, I think most introductions should probably start out with that...
For fun I hand drum, read, and relax. For release and spiritual bliss, I like to play with dangerous things and people who know how to use them.
I don't have a cable or internet connection at home, and I like it that way. I do my best to garden, meditate, and stay outside. A lot. I have interests in everything. I have insatiable tactile compulsions. I love to go places and do things, and I love to laze about and do nothing.
I have a lot of love. I strive to let the good things take the lead in my life, and I think I'm doing that well enough. I'm a typical Aquarian, resisting the norm and avoiding situations that restrict my freedom. :P
Thanks for checking me out, drop a line if you feel like adding new ideas to my crusade to use up all my time on the planet in the pursuit of enjoying things for the sake of enjoyment.
There is only today, do everything, or do nothing, but make it worth doing.
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You're in the military, fighting for our country. It's a service you went into knowing the risks of death or injury, and are generally proud to tell people that you did/do.
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