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In_The_Wind's Journal
In_The_Wind's Journal
July 28, 2013

Salsa anyone

July 28, 2013

It's a dogs life.

July 28, 2013


July 28, 2013

I'm gonna try to enjoy a 6 hour drive.

Playing taxi service to Vermont and back today.

July 28, 2013

Shame on her!

Good morning
July 28, 2013

Is it Sunday already ?

[img][/img] It was a busy day yesterday ... playing with the Koi Pond. [img][/img]
I could really use a few more Saturdays.
July 28, 2013

This is the picture I sent to him of me getting naked.

Do you thing he enjoyed it as much as I did?
July 27, 2013

Hello ~ sam_25tx


July 27, 2013

It's addicting.

I'm so glad that most DUers never see what MIRT sees.
The sign-up names are something else.
I used to send everything to Rhiannon12866. She was an excellent MIRTer.
There are a few MIRT members I still know. Mostly returnees.
A few of the newbies, I'll send PMs to also.

Profile Information

Gender: Female
Hometown: Atlanta, Georgia
Home country: USA
Current location: Watching my Koi Pond in upstate New York.
Member since: Mon Apr 25, 2005, 10:44 PM
Number of posts: 72,300

About In_The_Wind

Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieve it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. ~~~~~~~~~ For, it ends in the blink of an eye. Carpe Diem (Seize the day)!
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