Morgan was a master of seduction even at the young age of 15 (now I am talking catholic school 15, and no matter what you have heard about catholic school girls, only some of it is true). Friendly girl that she was, Morgan formed a relationship with Sam, our local liquor store owner, and this relationship would prove most beneficial to all involved. Sam was a nice enough guy, as most middle aged men can be towards 3 young plaid skirted teens. Somehow she managed to convince Sam that it would be OK to sell us Mickey's 40's and eventually bottle upon bottle of whatever we wanted. We would stroll in afterschool, still in uniform, and Morgan would distract him while we casually lifted packs of Djarms and whatever trinkets lined his countertop. We'd take our 40s to the beach where we would hotbox Simone's Mustang before raising the top and releasing a cloud of smoke.
L'amour undying sans limites qui brille autour de moi comme million de soleils, il m'appelle indéfiniment à travers l'univers.
The world I came to know and love is unraveling all around me in a constant spinning revolution much like my new Atlantis washing machine.As spinning revolving machines go, it is the best you can buy. And you wouldn't think there would be much difference in the spinning of wash machines, but I will tell you, my clothes have never been cleaner. So as I see it, and as it relates to my spinning world quandry, this has provided my life with a cleansing as well.
My dear high school friend Morgan passed away in Costa Rica about a month ago. Morgan was a beautiful, effervescent, remarkable young lady. Morgan was the one you could always convince to do something, run off something, or run away from something. We once spent 2 weeks in Ensenada before my senior graduation and were able to convince my parents that we just needed a little vacation.
So when she passed away, I thought of her fondly as I was drifting down that river and Egypt and when her memorial service rolled around I figured I would come to terms with it then, but I ended up ditching out in favor of my own tribute, in true Morgan fashion, a weekend of debauchery and major chemical ingestion. When my friend Simone sent me an online photo album of her recently I kept it delightfully closed, as that is just where I wanted her to be, nice and pretty and away somewhere. So Simone, knowing me all to well, sends it again but OPEN this time, and I am confronted with the angel herself, smiling at me from her palce in the beyond and with each click I was confronted with the same sparkling eyes and mysterious smirk and I broke down all to tears.
I have also been reminded of Morgan on a daily basis ever since I discovered this story and I will tell you why ......
In the words of my favorite wicked witch, "Oh what a world, what a world"
Today the Supreme court voted 5-4 in favor of allowing drug testing for middle and high school students participating in sports, clubs, debate, etc. Their theory being, "by voluntarily representing the school, those students had a lower expectation of privacy than did students at large". So, let me get this straight, If you are an overachiever who excels in school (I did), who smokes a little (ok, alot) of pot you should still be punished, to set an example, as they say? And all the loner, druggy, non-joiners just get to slide by?
So I need to issue a retraction. Because as Mike says there is nothing sexier than a woman saying she was wrong. Regarding South Korea, I, as well as many others (but this isn't about them) expressed some harsh sentiments relating to their unbelievable advance in the World Cup. After further consideration I have come to decide that it is all together plausible their standing was due to their raw talent and drive. I know what you are thinking and I wasn't going to say that asians are a superior race ;) but I was going to say that I am sure they were thinking that no one is going to come into OUR country and kick our ass at anything. So there you go.
If any of you guys want in on this, just let me know....
Permit me to inform you of my desire of going into business relationship with you. I got your contact from the web site,I prayed over it and decided to write you and ask you for asistance tothis very issue.
I am PRINCE DANSHIKI, the Son of late Mr and Mrs DANSHIKI My father was a very wealthy cocoa merchant in Abidjan, the economic capital of Ivory Coast, in west africa. MY Father was poisoned to death by his busines associates on one of their outing to discuss on a Business deal.my mother died on the 21st October 1984,before my father die, he took me and my little Sister to a special place because we are motherless.
Before the death of my father on 30th June 2001 in a private hospital here in Abidjan. He secretly called me on his bedside and told me that he has a sum of $18.500.000 (Eighteen Million, five hundred thousand dollars) Deposited with a Security Company,that he used my name as his only Son for the next of kin in deposit of the Money.
He also explained to me that, it was because of this wealth and some huge amount of money his business associates supposed to balance him off from the deal they had that he was poisoned by his business associates,that I should seek for a God fearing foreign partner in a country of my choice where I will transfer this money and use it for investment purpose, (such as real estate management).
Sir, we are honourably seeking your assistance in the following ways.
1)I want you to assist me to TRansfer this money into your account in your country.
2) To assist me get a resident permit to your country and also invest this money for me in a lucrative way.
Moreover Sir, we are willing to offer you 15% of the sum as compensation for the effort input after the successful transfer of this fund to your designate account overseas.
Anticipating to hear from you soon.
Thanks and God Bless.
Tel:+225 07 73 11 24.
This is great!! He is all geared up for the World Cup (minus the shinguards)! Apparently it is only one of an entire series you can purchase for only $19.99, I was really excited for the Jesus-ballet one but he isn't exactly pirrouetting just holding the little ballerinas hands. The golf one is on the edge of perverse as well.
Hey all, I kept meaning to send this out, by now you have probably all figured it out, but here is the link to C/net where it tells you how to uninstall the spyware on KaZaa. It says it is hard but it is actually quite easy unless you are a retard.