Actually, just the sex is enough :D

The person below me is looking forward to a special time.

I think someone is gonna have some splainin to do when I wake up tonight missy.

Yes, I am. And it seems that I'm always looking forward to it. For a change I'd love to be able to look backward on it after it's already happened.


The person below me is sick of always having their plans messed up by outside forces.

Stuck in the same boat as you sweety....actually being in marooned in the same boat with you would be an improvement on our situation right now....


The person below me is in another world...

Yes, it truly is another world here in SW Missouri compared to SE Michigan...LOL (And I would love to be in another world with you if only it were possible)

The person below me occasionaly wonders if parenthood is all it's cracked up to be.

Interesting you chose "cracked up"...'cause that's what I'm doing right now...cracking up!....

The person below me is rubbing her legs together...

No dear, the sound you heard was me rubbing my hands together as I plan wonderful things to do to you. :D:D

The person below me is in the dark.

Yep...just like a mushroom! Kept in the dark and fed bullshit!!!!

The person below me is not in the Christmas spirit!

Well I am getting there, after finals!!!!!!


~the person below me would be a good study buddy;)

Especially if we're studying anatomy and biology :D

The person below me is thirsty for a soda.

I would love a good ginger ale.

The person below me is shaved in a lot of places.

smooooooooooooooooth

~the person below me has their holiday shopping completed

Not even close but I'll pretend :)

The person below me has a little secret that they haven't told anyone yet

Yep that me but im still not telling
the people above and below me will have the best holidays ever
but the one right below me will have the best ever

HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE

I hope it the the best ever. . .


by holiday, you mean Pearl Harbor Day, right??????




















The person below me will blow us all away. . .