Of mine.

Yeah, I've been doing this blogging thing a few years now, livejournal, deadjournal and others. From an old one I found part of an instant message I had with someone I'm so glad to call.. friend.

Clear grammer helps 04.20.04 (7:16 pm)

Me: blech, he didn't notice I got gas... first time in I think three years.

Him: ::starrrrreeeeee::

Him: did.. you like...

Him: just tell me...

Him: you ..

Me: CAR gas

Him: farted?

Him: noo no no no no

Him: ::dying::

Me: Fuel..

Him: ::too late;:

Him: that was good

Me: dayam.. ::taps her foot:: I do have to make these things clear.

Me: Yea it was .

Him: look at how you said it

Me: I did.. I scrolled back

Him: who says "blech" first

Him: LOL

Him: blech and gas in the same sentence.. its damning Me: this is going in my blog.. It's too funny

( A brief but quick history... when I couldn't exactly feel my legs right, I had to quit driving with my legs. I was bull headed and wouldn't admit to the handicap. The nerves would heal and I'd be normal again..right?. It became a challenge that spanned a few years for me to give in and start driving with hand controls.. hence why it had been three years since I got gas. Hence why, given my bad grammer, my friend did not think of me putting fuel in the car before he thought of the more comical. That day I had a moment, an accomplishment, however simple that made me feel good and later, with this conversation I laughed about the whole topic for the first time in years.. Thank you D for the laughter, love and time over the years. )