10 in '10

Number one was a hippy with dread locks and a tattoo of kentucky.
Number two was a musician and his illicited a "how dare you" response.
Number three was a friend who ruined everything in asking.
Number four was an artist.
Number five was a bad ass who introduced me to the world I wanted to be in and the person I wanted to be.
Number six was a soccer player from Scotland.
Number seven was friends with the one I really wanted.
Number eight was a drug dealer; probably the worst.
Number nine was a dare.
Number ten was an alcoholic.

blah blah blah boring

eleven - canadian
twelve - thai how dare you
thirteen - brazilian
fourteen - housemate
fifteen - south african
sixteen - thai got painted

The Secret

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hBGfoOVn4o4

Did I cause myself to get in the accident? I've imagined smashing into something in a car, the crunch of metal and the busting glass. I thought of being in an upturned car and being screamed at to stay still while they get the jaws of life. Did all of the imagining cause the wreck? Cause me to be careless enough to not see the truck speeding over the hill?

When we were pregaming in the car before 5 spot Kathleen found my book that I keep in the car. "Plan on doing some light reading?"
"I always keep a book in my car in case I get in an accident and have to wait for the police to come."
I didn't read the book as I waited. Didn't even think about it.