Comfort Suites San Marcos
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... test it before I leave. Now I just have to teach my parents to use a webcam so that I can see my dog every once in a while.
I have the address to where I'll be staying, some cute apartment that overlooks the river. The senora is a single mother named Maribel with one daughter in her 30s. The apartment does have WiFi so it looks like I might not need ...
The music started with golden oldies from the '60s, then the 70s, then the 80s. Some of us oldsters got up to dance. We had all eaten and drunk and the speeches had been given before the DJ moved to the tunes they had all been waiting for. To refrains of 'we're gonna die young' , 'f**k you' and other memorable lyrics the excitement jumped to a new level. The world champion ultimate frisbee team moved onto the dance floor, well lubricated, and stayed ...
... people going there own ways. It's all good. My life is good though I've got more then I need. I kiss Ethan a lot though and I'm sick and grumpy because my neck hurts and have a gold and my ears felt like they were going to bleed.... And Ive hit a lot of stress going on. It's good good good but kind if influential here my story I left home because mom had died and I need air and so I moved to lake view. It wasn't exactly my ...
... My friends, co-workers, and family thought it's an excellent idea. Some of 'em said: Yeah, right, ya don't walk the talk. Watch out for warlords. Wow, ya're brave. Don't let the lion eat ya. Life-changin' experience for ya. Be careful. Some asked: Alone? Is it safe over there? Free to join? Seriously, ya're going? Can I go with ya?! Well, first off, I LOVE travelin' and my lifetime dream has been nudgin' ...
... played along and took one with me just so not to ruin the surprise. Here's what happened:
The bartender poured a blue shot, then a shot glass of water.
Bartender: "Here's what you do. On the count of three you yell 'Give me the blue! Give me the blue! Give me the blue! and slam your hands on the bar. Then on three yell "Give me the wave! Give me the wave! Give me the wave! You got it?"
On three Dave and I followed directions, albeit less enthusiastically than ...