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First Bike: I had a big pink bike with a banana seat. It may or may not have had a basket and streamers, I can't remember.
First Best Friend: Kim Berry. She lived next door to my grandmother's house, and we used to play all the time. I haven't seen her in years...
First Memory: Possibly my father coming up the sidewalk to my house in the snow. I'm not sure if that's the earliest memory I have or not, but it's pretty far back.
First Car: The old people car! An 85 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme. Oh yeah.
First Date with Girl: Do girls nights out count?
First Real Girl Date: As opposed to the fake kind of girls? The wooden puppet girls?
First Girl Kiss: Oh, I couldn't tell you. I don't kiss girls in any way other than a friendly one, and I don't know the answer to the first time I did that, cause it was quite a few years ago.
First Girl Break-up: I like boys. ;)
( More of the never ending survey. Read it if you care... )
It's been a really crappy week or two. I want to run away to Pittsburgh or Philadelphia...or even Westminster. Just far far away from here.
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First Bike: I had a big pink bike with a banana seat. It may or may not have had a basket and streamers, I can't remember.
First Best Friend: Kim Berry. She lived next door to my grandmother's house, and we used to play all the time. I haven't seen her in years...
First Memory: Possibly my father coming up the sidewalk to my house in the snow. I'm not sure if that's the earliest memory I have or not, but it's pretty far back.
First Car: The old people car! An 85 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme. Oh yeah.
First Date with Girl: Do girls nights out count?
First Real Girl Date: As opposed to the fake kind of girls? The wooden puppet girls?
First Girl Kiss: Oh, I couldn't tell you. I don't kiss girls in any way other than a friendly one, and I don't know the answer to the first time I did that, cause it was quite a few years ago.
First Girl Break-up: I like boys. ;)
( More of the never ending survey. Read it if you care... )
It's been a really crappy week or two. I want to run away to Pittsburgh or Philadelphia...or even Westminster. Just far far away from here.