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I can pop my finger back and lock in into place.... But it's really not as cool as it sounds.
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*Sigh* I am going on a trail ride with this guy im like srsly in love with
Cool!!!

There's this guy that likes me from my church and whenever I get on my email he's always on then he always messages me and it is SO DARN ANNOYING. It's like EVERY TIME! And he's always like 'I can't live without you!' and it's so obnoxious! My one friend thinks it's so cute... I think it's so annoying! Cause EVERY TIME I GET ON MY MAIL HE IS ON AND HE EVEN HAS HIS STUPID COMPUTER TO ALERT HIM WHEN I GET ON!!! PLUS he's so full of himself!! He thought he was smarter than my 20 YEAR OLD BROTHER WHO IS IN COLLEGE AND IS MAJORING IN COMPUTER SCIENCE AND WHO IS DESIGNING REAL APPS FOR A COMPANY!! He's only in 8th grade!!! IT IS SO ANNOYING. Kay, I'm done ranting....
 
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Quote: Well I put the bridle and bit on Phoenix and then brought him over to the fence so I could climb onto it and mount from there. That was about 4:00 in the a.m. The stars were still shining and the crickets still chirping. I was riding bareback like I do a lot on our morning rides, because Phoenix's body heat kept me warm on cold mornings (Montana mornings are always cold, summer or winter). Daisy, my dog (German Shepherd) trotted behind us. I let Phoenix have his head and he took him and I to where he wanted to go. We rode around the property for a while. Since I ride Western I just sat the trot and enjoyed myself. I took my cold hand off the saddle horn (I don't like wearing gloves while riding) and rubbed his withers (his favorite place to be rubbed). When we reached an open field he broke into a nice smooth lope (that's his favorite speed). We rounded a small mountain and headed back towards my family's creek, where Phoenix waded across. He loped all the way home, where I dismounted him, turned him out to the big pasture (33 acres), ate my breakfast, and then brought him to the small pasture where we practiced barrels.
 
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I can lay my hand compleatly flat against my arm

Cool! I was born frank breach, so ican still put my legs behind my head and walk on my hands. I can turn my elbows inside out, pop my shoulder out of place and make toe noises!

*Sigh* I am going on a trail ride with this guy im like srsly in love with
TELL US EVERYTHING. POST A STALKER PIC.


Cool!!! 

There's this guy that likes me from my church and whenever I get on my email he's always on then he always messages me and it is SO DARN ANNOYING. It's like EVERY TIME! And he's always like 'I can't live without you!' and it's so obnoxious! My one friend thinks it's so cute... I think it's so annoying! Cause EVERY TIME I GET ON MY MAIL HE IS ON AND HE EVEN HAS HIS STUPID COMPUTER TO ALERT HIM WHEN I GET ON!!! PLUS he's so full of himself!! He thought he was smarter than my 20 YEAR OLD BROTHER WHO IS IN COLLEGE AND IS MAJORING IN COMPUTER SCIENCE AND WHO IS DESIGNING REAL APPS FOR A COMPANY!! He's only in 8th grade!!! IT IS SO ANNOYING. Kay, I'm done ranting.... 
HAHAHA! There is this guy at my church that stalks me, lol. He showed up at my house, managed to get my number, waits for me at my car, and tried to follow me I to the toilet.


Well I put the bridle and bit on Phoenix and then brought him over to the fence so I could climb onto it and mount from there. That was about 4:00 in the a.m. The stars were still shining and the crickets still chirping. I was riding bareback like I do a lot on our morning rides, because Phoenix's body heat kept me warm on cold mornings (Montana mornings are always cold, summer or winter). Daisy, my dog (German Shepherd) trotted behind us. I let Phoenix have his head and he took him and I to where he wanted to go. We rode around the property for a while. Since I ride Western I just sat the trot and enjoyed myself. I took my cold hand off the saddle horn (I don't like wearing gloves while riding) and rubbed his withers (his favorite place to be rubbed). When we reached an open field he broke into a nice smooth lope (that's his favorite speed). We rounded a small mountain and headed back towards my family's creek, where Phoenix waded across. He loped all the way home, where I dismounted him, turned him out to the big pasture (33 acres), ate my breakfast, and then brought him to the small pasture where we practiced barrels.
kewl! I'm jealous, lol.
 
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