GINA BARBERI
GINA'S BLOG
20 Years Since Fr. Lopez Made Me Clip Coupons
Friday, May 16th, 2008 @ 3:28PM
Reunions
I thought I had dodged it. My husband has been sharing with me his adventures on his 20 year high school reunion website. I (along with a few of his buddies) harassed him into posting his profile. He seemed surprised that there were some classmates that he didn’t even remember. With a graduating class of 600, I’m not surprised. My graduating class from St. Joseph’s was all of 32 people and I’m pretty sure I can’t remember them all. I was secretly glad that my class seemed was too disorganized to ever put together a reunion. You never feel thin enough or accomplished enough to want to go back and face the people whose opinion you cared so much about then. And then I got it. An email request to join my own class reunion website. Come to find out it is actually pretty interesting to see what everybody is up to...and we have the good sense to get reacquainted on line, not at a golf tournament.
totally nude pictures of gina
Friday, May 16th, 2008 @ 3:03PM
titilating blog titles
Come on Bill! Unless I can tune into Utah Now tonight and actually find out how often you and Mrs. Bill make love, I’m going to be pissed. Kerry, I went to your blog hoping to see a picture of you in a compromising position. I was cheated! Duped! Lied to! For information on totally nude pictures of Gina, tune into the Radio From Hell show weekday mornings from 6-10.
I’m a crappy blogger
Thursday, May 8th, 2008 @ 10:45AM
making an effort
To be a good blogger requires and honesty. It’s the same problem I used to have when I was little and had a diary. I used to write in my diary KNOWING my mother would read it-so I wasn’t completely honest. “ Dear Diary, I really love mowing the lawn and can’t wait to do it on Saturday.” I’d also try deflect attention to my other siblings. “Dear Diary, I told Mikelle if I catch her sneaking out the basement window at midnight to go jump on the neighbor’s trampoline one more time, I’m going to tell!” Consequently, I think I defeated the whole purpose of having a diary-a secret place to work out your most intimate thoughts. I could never get over the idea that once you write something down, you have to assume it’s possible for the whole world to read it someday. You know on some huge interactive thing like the internet. So I’m going to make a real effort to semi-regularly blog and will probably mostly lie.