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hey, baby...you wanna take a ride on the bus? [05 Dec 2002|07:46pm]
[ mood | happy ]

::rolls to the side...his eyes taking a moment to adjust to the darkness::
Damn.
::laughs as he stretches::
It was still light when we came in here. Hey, babe, I...::looks over and notices that Ash is gone. he sits up and flips on the light...looking for a note or something. he stands, slipping into some flannel sleep bottoms and heads downstairs. he searches the house, calling out then stops. he peeps into the kitchen and sees him frantically trying to cook an authentic Italian meal. he bites his lip, arms crossed over his chest as he watches Ashley...words failing him for the first time in his life. to think that he would do something so sweet, so thoughtful makes Jon feel something that totally catches him off guard...something a lot like...love::

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my lovin took his wings away.... [24 Nov 2002|07:21pm]
[ mood | dirty ]

::pulls his feet back as his wife glares at him when she pushes the vacuum between him and the coffee table. smiling sweetly::
Honey, I still don't know why you won't just let me get you a maid...
::unimpressed, she rolls her eyes and continues on her way.::

::bored with the game, he flips to MTV and catches a Goo Goo Dolls video. he cocks his head to the side as he smiles wickedly and winks at the screen::
mmhmm. I think I will be able to teach you a thing or two about rhythm...::jumps when Dorthea sticks her head through the door, shutting the vacuum off::
Um, no...I was just talking to myself, I said I think I will have to reach and find some new rhythms....you know, for new songs...::he smiles again, as he receives his second eye roll of the evening. he sighs and flips the DVD player on, looking over at the door before settling in to watch the first season of Making the Band...::
My, my...I do like them young and innocent...
::he glances at the phone, thinking that it has been way too long since he spoke with an Angel::

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cause baby was born with the beat... [01 Nov 2002|01:52pm]
[ mood | amused ]

::walks onto his porch stretching, smoking a cig::
Last night.
Block party.
::nods, takes a drag::
Ashley.
::laughs and shakes his head::
Damn kid's got me acting like a teenager.

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blinded by the moonlight... [27 Oct 2002|12:43am]
[ mood | amused ]

What a night!
Whoo!
The wife is out of town with the kids...s'like bein 25 again.
::wipes at a pretend tear::
It's enough to make a man get emotional...
So.
Hmm.
I think I'll have me another lil get together tonight.
::smirks::
Ashley was so jealous it wasn't even funny.
I hope he had a good time, though. He's a great kid.
A little cocky, but sweet. heh. Even if he is transparent as a motherfucker.
My boy, T-Bone, probably gave him a night he'd never forget, but uh ::snickers::...when Tom showed back up, Dublin wasn't havin it.
Said he made his choice.

It's always fun to see a grown man cry and beg like a two-year-old.

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who gives love a bad name? [22 Oct 2002|10:20pm]
[ mood | satisfied ]

::kicked back on his deck, drinking a beer, and staring into night, very happy with himself::
That went much better than I thought.
::laughs, shakes his head and takes a swig::
He's a cocky little bastard...but he wears it well.
::glances over his shoulder and sees his wife through the window, scampering around, getting the kids ready for bed, he understands the look and goes in to help, downing the rest of the beer and tossing the bottle into the recycling bin that his daughter insists on::

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not old...just older... [13 Nov 2000|09:08am]
[ mood | exhausted ]

Man.
What a kid.
I feel like a mack truck ran over me, but...damn.
This one's worth it....::laughs:: and so much more.

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not old...just older... [13 Nov 2000|09:07am]
[ mood | exhausted ]

Man.
What a kid.
I feel like a mack truck ran over me, but...damn.
This one's worth it....::laughs:: and so much more.

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