Tuesday, November 13, 2007
What an odd juxtaposition my life is right now. I walk around with a semi-automatic assault rifle slung across my shoulder and a backpack with textbooks and poetry books on my back. Wierd. So much for the pen is mightier than the sword. At least I haven't had to use it...I mean not for anything more than just to define my cleavage...as if the Army uniform is not flattering enough, they give you a strap right down the center of your chest. Move along. Nothing to see here. What's the matter...never seen a skinny girl in glasses carrying a rifle?
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can you please blog a picture showing how the rifle strap accentuates your cleavage?
a skinny girl with glasses and a gun. That's my sis, always and forever. A skinny girl with glasses that snowboards like a banchee-- a skinny girl with glasses that barrell races her horse-- a skinny girl with glasses that races bmx bikes... You're a hard act to follow.
a skinny girl with five skinny sisters and a happy mother, a skinny girl who loves good sushi, a skinny girl who if it wasn't for the army would not be skinny any more because she would be reading every day away, a skinny girl who drinks box juices on the sly. I am glad you have not had to use that rifle, but if you do, don't miss. Love you, Mom
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