the only thing i love more than my spanish-to english-dictionary is the babel fish.
babel fish: because you never know when you might need to say "where's the orange mango tango juice?" in german.
[Anonymous]
Wow, you got some nice lips ; ) Such a nice face too. I can't help but say things things. I love the moon...and penguins!
[Anonymous]
You, my friend, are a beautiful person who has obviously made that dictionary's day. I can see his smile from here.
Lucky spanish dictionary.
Poor Webster, left out in the cold.
Poor Nick, not even a thesaurus...
Be well, mi amiga, and stay '[girly] the beautiful dictionary whore'!
--Nick
[Anonymous]
Wow your looking amazing, I wish i was like french and could say something to wisp you off ur feet but thats the best i can do on short notic.
[Anonymous]
also how good are you in calc ? hehe jk damn i hate math!
[Anonymous]
ha!
i laugh.
there's the tiny kind too that you can keep in your pocket and whip out at any time. even better.
[Anonymous]
Dictionaries are the devil. You were caught with one, too!
I was reading old entries, and comments. You turned up as the number one most gracious, and intelligible.
We have similar glasses.
It has been a while.
Then, we take another look. The sky grows pale, and a moon rises. It's going to fall on our ideas. Frightened, all the way.
[Anonymous]
allo
[Anonymous]
hey what is the html to put pics in i haven't done it on like a year?
the only thing i love more than my spanish-to english-dictionary is the babel fish.
babel fish: because you never know when you might need to say "where's the orange mango tango juice?" in german.
Lucky spanish dictionary.
Poor Webster, left out in the cold.
Poor Nick, not even a thesaurus...
Be well, mi amiga, and stay '[girly] the beautiful dictionary whore'!
--Nick
i laugh.
there's the tiny kind too that you can keep in your pocket and whip out at any time. even better.
I was reading old entries, and comments. You turned up as the number one most gracious, and intelligible.
We have similar glasses.
It has been a while.
Then, we take another look. The sky grows pale, and a moon rises. It's going to fall on our ideas. Frightened, all the way.