December 4, 2006
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Love is a funny thing. Just when you think your heart is full and you can't possibly love any more than you do, you find that you can, and you do.
"If only there could be an invention...that bottled up a memory, like scent. And it never faded, and never got stale. And then, when one wanted it, the bottle could be uncorked, and it would be like living the moment all over again."The words of young Mrs. De Winter
from Rebecca
by Daphne du MaurierOh, how many bottles I would have.
Comments (21)
my love's name starts with a b and rhymes with rent.
Brenda?
if only there were a way to bottle a fart and release it on your worst enemy.
All my bottles are broken = (
=*)
overrated :p
forget bottles, start filling up those gasoline tankers!
that's a sweet thought...
mmm butter in a bottle.
my love's name starts with "K" and rhymes with "Kim."
...oh, wait...eh...whatever.
My love's just Hung. HAHAHA. Ok I just had to...
I can't believe I missed so many post. Congrats on the new job. Hope all is great. ttyl
SO TRUE
BEAUTIFULLY PUT
You've got it pegged, but the thing is, I've cellared so many bottles for just one person, I think its turned to vinegar by now.
brent sounds like the man, shi! cheers
congrats
you brain has that memory capacity, doesn't it?
I'm glad you found someone to love. =)