O, I wish I was in the land of cotton
Posted by swingate | Filed under General, Phun
Old times there are not forgotten
Look away! Look away!
Look away! Dixie Land.
So tomorrow I fly back to the Big Peach to spend time with the folks and some old friends. I’m looking forward to it because I’ve got a lot to do this time. Usually i’m sitting around my parent’s house vegetating (can’t recall if that’s a word or not but i’m sure SBA will tell me if it isn’t).
I’m finally gonna meet up with Southern Belle, an Internet friend. Did you know Internet is supposed to capitalized? And what is it with me and younger women lately? I’m not seeking them out (I don’t think?) but thats what life is bringin me. I’m cool with it. Anywho, we’ve had some good laffs on the phone for a few years now so it’ll be cool to see the look on her face when she realizes I’m not really Tom Selleck. She said “K**** says you should take me to the Cheesecake Factory Sundy Not”…that’s pronounced Sunday Night for those of you north of the Mason-Dixon line (22 years in Georgia and I have no fucking clue where that is). I should make her wear a UGA t-shirt since she lost the UT-UGA football game bet. We’re going to pillage Buckhead and see how many bars we can get kicked out of….my guess is it’ll come from her flashing her pearly whites at other girl’s men, pool sharking or really bad karaoke. If we have a good time she might come out to Cali when the Atlanta Braves are in town.
I have a few other friends from high school and old jobs I plan to get together with and I want to see my sister’s house now that it’s finished. That thing is hugeriffic. I plan to take the blue pill and unplug from the Internet (translation: I don’t have a laptop) so no posts for a while…queue violins.
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