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Men vs. Women Race to 1000

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If I Woke Up Beside of You ~Game~

Shhhhh you did great.

Shuffle your music player and post the first 10 songs

Talking Heads - Once In A Lifetime

Modern English - Melt With You

Joan Jett - Crimson and Clover

Andrew Bird - Left Handed Kisses (ft. Fiona Apple)

King Harvest- Dancing in the Moonlight

Perfume Genius - Hood

Bee Gees - New York Mining Disaaster 1941

Dusty Springfield -Son of a Preacher Man

PJ Harvey - The Wheel

Primal Scream, Sky Ferreira - Where The Light Gets In

Eden Gardens - Love Where You Live

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@HalfOfLancelot @fluorescent @spacecakes

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"Pump that booty up like there's no tommorrow!" And so she did, her body dribbling in sweat, her eyes glinting with focus and determination as she pump it up with so much vigor. Clarence came knocking, barely hearing him over the door but still held herself in place as she replied back at him in a yell. "So sweet of you to offer Clancey but .. " " Everybody beeeeend!" Doris was so into this, erecting herself back up taking a breather moment as the tv toned down a bit. "... this is kind of important. If you want I'll drop by later." she said in deep appreciation, and like the times the man invited her even if he doesnt really drink. Although she's learn to moderate her drinking with Clarence around, after what happened the first and the last time she she was while with him. When the booze hits, she doesn't really have a preference who to hit on and Clarence is very much difficult to resist.

As she goes on with her work out she got a reply from Cass, and snorted at what she just read. "Richard Simmons. Good one." Doris peeked at the mirror next to her and Cass definitely aced it. Another text followed, and though Doris is pretty sure it's a totally different guy on the TV, her mockery was deeply provoking. She sent a text while doing her squats as instructed by the mustachioed fellow on tv.

To; Cassandra
Um. Excuse me but how dare you? Richard Simmons is the fitness Jesus and your insult is unforgiving.

As she hit send on her sarcastic text to Cass, Doris smiled as she threw her phone on the sofa, her body stretched and hands folded behind her head as she did her squats, taking deep sighing breaths. The music was louder this time and anything that came yelling on her front door was deafened, mid squatting she jumped when she heard a clearly audible voice, Lewis who was now inside her apartment, leaning on the door frame of her living room while watching her.

"Jesus H. Christ, Lewis! How the hell did you get in!?" Then she remembered giving him a spare key to her apartment, if ever she'd gone a whole day without checking in, she had trusted him enough to make him put away her deliveries and not just leave them on the front porch. She finally paused the t.v and the whole room bathed in peace, facing Lewis her irritated expression turned to worry when she saw him all bruised up and bloodied.

"Who did this? I'm gonna break their sorry necks."she remembered saying to her youngest brother when he once came home with a bloodied nose, bruised and crying and she almost said the same thing to Lewis if she hadn't held her lips. It was a sort of deja vu moment for Doris considering she grew up taking care of her brothers, "Jeez kid, who did you pissed off this time? Sit." Doris pointed on the sofa for Lewis as she wiped her sweat with a towel, and as if by instinct she grabbed an ice bag on the freezer and some bandages and antiseptic on the med cabinet. Doris handed him the pack, and assisted him on patching up his bloodied knees.

"Next time if you're looking for a fight, try picking on someone you can handle." Smiling, she said in a somewhat encouraging tone. In other words though it was her way of saying "please be careful next time. I worry and I don't want you getting hurt." but theres no way Doris would get herself caught dead saying that to just about anyone. After giving him a hand she rested her back on the sofa, legs crossed as if to catch her exhaustion "Now, why don't you help me put those away." She pointed at the bag of groceries on the floor next to the sofa. "I'm not paying you thirty bucks on mere fetching duty." And indeed thirty bucks was more than enough for that, and Lewis doesnt usually mind it as long as the pay is right.

Eden Gardens - Love Where You Live

I will be updating the rest of the relation's maybe tomorrow if that's ok :>

Eden Gardens - Love Where You Live

So, I just posted. :))

Eden Gardens - Love Where You Live

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Doris ended her shift early last night. After the usual on air shenanigans that she regularly deals with, naive kids asking for relationship advice, conjuring up sarcastic comebacks on troll callers and die hard political enthusiasts plus a nightly encounter with death threats. Always the death threats. She had talked to her boss about this, and of course to comply his employee's safety concerns, he gave her a coupon for a three week self defense class taped on a box of a brand new rechargeable stun gun as if to make sure if the self defense classes wasnt enough. Nonetheless she rarely worries on such things, aside from some pissed off republicans she's confident that most of her on air horswhipping is unlikely to make anyone be capable of murder. At least, none so far.

At 11 : 30 that night she left the air with her traditional "This is DJ Boomkitty, signing off." tagline and a Roberta Flack classic to groovy up the airwaves. The night was in it's usual gloomy charm, as she walked out of the lonely alleyway to her car parked a good fifteen mins away from her office. They reaally need to fix the parking in this area. The night poured a gentle drizzle on her skin, and this time around she had brought an umbrella with her. As much as naked driving was a refreshing experience, getting DUIed by a greasy cop while on her birthday suit isnt exactly listed on her bucket list of sexual fantasies. Dropping by at the Vibe for a quick drink or two like she regularly does, seeing the same people like the other night she was there. Except that one hottie skulking by the bar. Nice hair, scruffy looking, slacks n' suspenders goodness. She remembered chatting him up, got a little comfortable in between bourbon shots and next thing they're going at it in the lavatory. And like a customary routine with all the men in her romantic life, quoting that one Enrique Iglesias song, they all just "Come and Go.". It happens so frequent to the point it doesnt upset her anymore. Yet Doris fears of this feeling, the incapability of being loved by anyone. A statement that would sometimes go on and on in her head whenever she gets a little too much to drink ,specially during the monthly "crimson wave".

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Despite deep in hang over hell this morning, Doris woke up at 6 and went on with her reading. Prelims was right around the corner and she isnt planning on wasting away a semester by failing a major. A good tomato juice usually stops the torturing throbbing in her brain, which it did. That's when she only noticed she's almost out of milk, but was too lazy occupied to get out and get some herself. Then she remembered, she have a Lewis. Grabbing her phone, she sent a quick text.

To; Lewis

Hey, was wondering if you could pick up a few stuff for me at LoVee? I'm sorta in the middle of something. Cant go out. And yes, I'll pay you back. Kiss kiss.

When her brain started numbing skimming through a wall of text on civil law and legal references, she paused, folded her glasses and gave a good stretch.

"Get a full load of subjects in a three month term. What a good idea!" she muttered irritatingly, while massaging her temples to relieve the escalating throbbing.

She took a quick break and gazed out the window, a mug of tea in her hands, she caught a sight of Alex looking all adorable and charming, unknowingly making her smile as she took little sips of her tea, just watching the scenery to relax her tensing braincells. A good couple of minutes later she went back to her desk, flipping through the pages of her 3 inch of civil law only to ruin her pace and overwhelming Alex's guitar tunes by a wailing banshee. Or was it just someone singing.

"Cassandra," At this point anyone who's anyone could tell that it's Cassandra with how much that woman talks, at times it's not really a problem for Doris but goddamn it she needs to get a grasp of this three chapter reading and this isnt helping her at all. Doris took out her phone, skimmed through the contacts for Cass,

To; Cassandra
Can you tone down a bit, Mariah Carey. I can hear your hardcore belting from here.

Well, as if she could get anything in her head after 4 hours of reading at this point now that her brain's a bit scrambled. A good excercise usually livens her up, so now she changed costumes from an oversized Michelin man shirt to a work out attire.

""Everybody in position, and one! Two! Three! Looking good!" Doris went full on Pump-it-up on this cheesy fitness video she scoured at the dankest parts of the video store. Her hair head banned and tied into a bun, wearing a skin tight two piece work out outfit, her impressive energy and vigor could start a forest fire. "Ok now bend over, yeah that's it! Now lets do some squatting. Aaaaaand One, two, alright!" She's now shamelessly thrusting her butt, complying at the overtly muscular man in a crop top shirt and a pair of leggings on the T.V screen. The volume tuned up that it's now equally blaring to the sound of Alex's guitar and Cassandra's singing, way to start everyone's morning with some 80's synthpop dance music whilst a man encouraging to "go lower" in the background.

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Eden Gardens - Love Where You Live

Done with the relationships! Let me know if you're all ok with it, or if theres anything you'd like to add/change dont hesitate to pm me.

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Sorry!i Got caught in some family drama and had to deal with that first. To be fair i got like, four relationships done on word and will work on it tonight i hope.

Eden Gardens - Love Where You Live

Wow, definitely got a little more hyped by the relationships. Will be doing mine as soon as I'm done with work :)