tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651723.post114168762133322507..comments2015-04-01T17:53:51.002-07:00Comments on All work and no play...: Total GreatnessUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651723.post-1141716088103620312006-03-07T00:21:00.000-07:002006-03-07T00:21:00.000-07:00You always were possessed of excellent natural bal...You always were possessed of excellent natural balance and bodily control, even as a young child. Probably your mother squelched any physical activity in you or something, which has made you forget the gifts you were born with.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651723.post-1141691719189046582006-03-06T17:35:00.000-07:002006-03-06T17:35:00.000-07:00Guess what! Your post restored my good mood to me,...Guess what! Your post restored my good mood to me, after a morning of feeling blah! Now I'm excited about the rest of the day which is admittedly awesome, anyway. Yessss! <BR/><BR/>I'm jealous of your little book-things, skates, mad dancing skills and badminton prowess. <BR/><BR/>But I love my own sweet little romantic literature class, which covers a lot of the stuff I covered with my crazy English teacher from high school The crazy one you didn't have, too. The one that taught me to hate romantic poetry, and now I realize I like it. Ask me about "Kubla Khan!" <BR/><BR/>Sounds like we're both awesome all over. Happy Monday, ViolaSaint!Kristahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08555060599607833946noreply@blogger.com