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08-10-2005, 06:54 AM | #1 (permalink) |
Music Addict
Join Date: Aug 2005
Location: schodack, NY
Posts: 6
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do you keep your plans for the day
that is if ya make them?..My day will (should) consist of in 2 mins. getting off here, giving my son breakfast, playing with him and his wiggles toys.. doing my daily work out, then try to wake my daughter to goto the dog park with our furry buddy, going to the grocery store, picking up my check at work, coming home..lunch and swimming in our pool in the back yard till dinner then..get that over, give baby a bath get him cozied into bed..spend time with my daughter til hubby gets home then give him dinner, and hopefuuly cuddle with him, watch some ultimate fighting with him and have drink or two. Lets see, how accurate this will turn to be for the day..
So..how bout you all, whats the agenda, and wil it be true til the days end? |
08-10-2005, 03:19 PM | #3 (permalink) |
Music Addict
Join Date: Apr 2005
Location: bababbabababaaa
Posts: 354
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if i ever plan something i can't do it when it comes to doing it, i have to just go with the flow of everyday or i don't know what will happen to me!
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08-10-2005, 07:12 PM | #8 (permalink) | |
Five Feet of Fury
Join Date: Aug 2004
Location: suburbanite
Posts: 761
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i go with the flow. im never on time for appointments so i try to avoid them like the plague |
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08-11-2005, 09:38 AM | #10 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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i dont think ive ever kept the origanal plans fo r the day
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