These are a few things I believe.
It’s better to regret what you did than what you didn’t do.
It’s better to ask for forgiveness than to ask for permission.
Ask for what you want.
Reach out and take what you can have.
Don’t take the first no.
Never, never pass up a once-in-a-lifetime chance. That’s why they call it once-in-a-lifetime.
Don’t be afraid to push.
You never know when you’re going to learn new things about yourself.
Rachel, I’m glad to know you. You touch my heart, and I want to touch you everywhere. You’re on the friend list, the real one not the Orkut one. The list people don’t get taken off of ever again. And I’m serious, if you didn’t have someone to go home to, I would have kept you. Hell, I almost decided not to drop you off at the airport, and to turn around. Good thing you’re practical.
Ray — you fucker, get the hell back here. Or I’m warning you, I’ll come to Austin. And I’ll show you a couple things about cooking. You were on that friend list before, but I’d forgotten. I won’t again.
Andie – god, what can I say. You’re hot as holy blazing fuck, and yeah, that’s my line. Thanks to Beano for finding you. And I’ve run out of words for you once again. C’mere.
Paul, you have good taste, brother. We gotta hang out more. Good things happen to me when you’re around.
Doxy, I’m going to tell you again. This is the party you should have come to. Really. This was the one. Don’t make me have to come get you next time. I will.
The party was a smashing sucess. So good to hang with everyone. So sorry I had to leave. So glad I left you all in Barb’s capable hands. Someone has to represent for the Wild MacRaes. The party was still a success sunday, and I won’t wipe that smile off my face for a long, long time. I didn’t know I could have that much fun with all my clothes on.
Tears were shed this weekend. Friendships made or cemented. I’m hoping none ended. There was a lot of laughter and several exchanges of panties and a lot of propositions. Resolves were tested, boundries tested. Mistakes made, possibly, but who knows. I left, as planned, with lipstick under my kilt. I love you ladies!
All I know is, I felt new after it was over.
Like I said to Craig, “Man, I’m all about the sharing”. And as I said to at least one person over the weekend, “I’m all about the love”.
Love and sharing. Not bad things to be about.
And never forget to ask for what you really want.