if you could meet anybody on jsh but could only spend one hour with them what would you do in that hour

it tell him how sorry i was for being an ass and how happy i am for him that hes found someone

Talk and listen at about a thousand miles an hour...then spend the next month wondering 'just what was that?'

have some one to talk to and want some one in my arms

omg lena how unselfish of you what a great heart you have

Ahh be the goofy goober I am

lol poet

Hummmm if I only had one hour with them I would want to go see the beauty that they witness through there eyes and what it is that brings the smile to there face. Just them and me alone with nature

If I had an hour with any JSHer it would be the fastest 'catching up' known in history...between scraping Jenni off the window, and prodding Harry to wake him up, and confiscating Sherrie's brushes from doodling on the walls and trying to get Miguel to sit, and not be the one running for coffee and drinks for everyone every five minutes, and Joel twisting even the slightest twitch by anyone into a funny anecdote...it would be an absolute hoot!!

me and you tokatee falls

Hummm huhhhhhhhhhhhh bet it would be an awesome sight.

I think it would have to be much longer than an hour!!! Especially since I have to be scraped off the window and Miguel runs fast and Sherrie has many many brushes, and Harry just keeps falling asleep!!! And shiny hats for all!!!

Hooray...Mad Hatter's Teaparty would have nothing on us!

talk and share life experiences

Oh!! And I forgot, dragging Jonathon out of the shadows and away from the houseband...

Ahhh think of the great things Jonathon and I could write about that hour!!

And imagine the artworks....it's the paper straws up the nose, and the walrus impersonations I am fearful of...(I know Joel, only too well)..

The midnight hour draws near
Time for this poet to slumber
Nothing in my mind to fear
No nightmares to come
Just the pleasant dreams
Of shiny hats and triangle brains
Hours spent in laughter
With friends I hold dear
Knitting lessons and doodles upon the wall
Drinking coffee and words flowing upon the page
Giggles and snorts abound
As we try to bring Harry around
Waking him from his slumber
As Miguel runs after coffee
Lee attempting to get him to sit
As I write this now I can foresee my dreams
Sherries brushes flying fast as she paints it all
Jonathon singing as we write
Joel dancing around with paper straws up his nose
Bellowing as a walrus does
So I bid you all a good night
As I slowly walk to my bed
Holding you all close in my heart

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Whaddaya mean wake me up? I'm almost always awake!!! Or am I missing something here?