tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779212.post4346076656919349260..comments2007-08-20T16:44:15.549-04:00Comments on painter girl: The girls, they love to see you shoot...paintergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11773630769597376510noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779212.post-66294175938195708972007-08-20T16:44:00.000-04:002007-08-20T16:44:00.000-04:00oh margaret-anytime-I'm full of itoh margaret-anytime-I'm full of itpaintergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11773630769597376510noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779212.post-69181074924636195252007-08-20T10:27:00.000-04:002007-08-20T10:27:00.000-04:00kiki-doesn't that sound uncomfortable? I thought I...kiki-doesn't that sound uncomfortable? I thought I needed to some Helmut-and I WANT my glasses. <BR/><BR/>stepping-you are too sweet!<BR/>Never again.<BR/><BR/>jos-well, it was headed for the used bookstore to be on someone else's shelf for another 20 years. Isn't it better as an art project?<BR/><BR/>jc-I hate eye doctors-probably because I had to have glasses by the time I was in the 1st grade. And now they do the eye air puff test. Freaks me out.<BR/><BR/>No retro-I checked we went through it at the beginning of the summer. Maybe some solar flares. Everything is screwy.<BR/><BR/>holli holli-You know we had this discussion before-belle de jour and stuff like that.<BR/>I would only get here-"what is that crazy @#! white girl doing now!"<BR/><BR/>pft. Where can I go where someone would appreciate this?<BR/><BR/>oh thank you-it's always nice to have complements, you know. <BR/><BR/>what? in a paperbox in the rain??<BR/>There were tons of my things eaten away by palmettos and silver fish. Love love love it! Yes let's not go there anymore-let's make a pact ok?paintergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11773630769597376510noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779212.post-63467474829760899022007-08-19T23:22:00.000-04:002007-08-19T23:22:00.000-04:00I do think you could get a lot done for sex.Someth...I do think you could get a lot done for sex.<BR/><BR/>Something must be in retrograde.. because to get something done I had to WORK my ASS OFF.<BR/><BR/>I meant to say when you had a pic of you in the pearls - I am really digging you in the short hair. the new glasses are tres sexy.. even if you can't see - you'll just have to take my word for it until the doctor is in.<BR/><BR/>I really hope someone fixes the hole.<BR/><BR/>And don't get me started on what you can have your mother save. Sometimes your mother thinks cardboard boxes will save your priceless comic book or teddy bear collection from rain.. or mice - and they all end up rotted or eaten. No - I won't start down that path. I would rather blow someone for cement.hollibobollihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09620733762809711175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779212.post-44717741086884029842007-08-19T09:16:00.000-04:002007-08-19T09:16:00.000-04:00thanks for the sage advicethanks for the sage adviceMargarethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11101957030354776158noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779212.post-62802084176779410672007-08-18T15:45:00.000-04:002007-08-18T15:45:00.000-04:00Ugh, I need to make an eye doctor appointment. And...Ugh, I need to make an eye doctor appointment. And I have to find a new eye doctor because my current one is 30 miles in the wrong direction.<BR/><BR/>I'm with you on the nothing happening thing. Maybe it is Mercury.JChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11251502182111287115noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779212.post-16410091998501465802007-08-18T09:27:00.000-04:002007-08-18T09:27:00.000-04:00i can't believe i gave up the helmut book to be de...i can't believe i gave up the helmut book to be defaced... :(joshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04969886743238102976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779212.post-19200951324747745132007-08-18T08:28:00.000-04:002007-08-18T08:28:00.000-04:00I love your glasses. And your hair. Okay, I love p...I love your glasses. And your hair. Okay, I love paintergirl! :) <BR/><BR/>Yeah, bag Orlando in the summer. One can hardly breathe.Stepping Over the Junkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09165163020885309533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779212.post-28261867137527134772007-08-17T19:34:00.000-04:002007-08-17T19:34:00.000-04:00i always wondered about a stick up the bum...you k...i always wondered about a stick up the bum...you know how i adore your additions to the helmut book. and cat eyes? you rule sister. xoacumamakikiacumamakiki.typepad.comnoreply@blogger.com