Friday, February 03, 2006


Don’t die, okay? Whatever you do, just don’t die.

I can not believe how stupid I was. My parents clearly said I couldn’t go to the party. Grounded, blah, blah, blah… Too young to drink, yadda, yadda, yadda… You just had a kidney transplant, those things don’t grow on trees, you know… same old, same old.

I should have listened to them and just stayed away. But Kevin said… It doesn’t matter what he said, I didn’t have to listen. I was an idiot and I went and I had a beer and the least I could have done was not drive home, but I was scared Mom and Dad would come back before I did and realize I wasn’t in the house, so I was speeding. Or maybe I wasn’t speeding, but it was dark, and I didn’t see her, honest, I didn’t.

I’m so sorry. Just don’t die.

25 Comments:

Blogger Nic said...

I thought you didn't even drink the one beer...

1:46 PM  
Blogger Mary Cherry said...

Well, Joe, at least you didn't try to cover it up. This one time, my classmates and I thought we killed our teacher, Miss Bobbie Glass and tried to cover it up. Boy, let me tell you that went over like a lead balloon.

I thought we were going to jail for sure after that. Thankfully, it all worked out in the end. Well, except for Miss Glass. She lost a finger.

Kisses, hon.

5:42 PM  
Blogger Kevin Davis said...

Gosh, Luke. What the heck happened? I was talking to you on the phone and then you were gone. I wish you would have stayed at the party. We both might have had a better night.

Give me a call if you want to talk. Okay?

5:57 PM  
Blogger Iva said...

Luke, As your REAL grandmother, I really do love you, but you need to get your facts straight in your bio. Your *adopted* grandmother is the richest woman in town and your GREAT grandmother (who is also kind of an adopted great grandmother) runs the most popular farm. I am your biological grandmother, blood related, through and through, I know that is hard to believe in this famiy, but it's true. No one tells you the truth about me, so I wanted to clear it up. My grandson deserves to know the truth!!! Would you call me nana though? At about fifty, I am just a tad too young to have a (looks like) twenty plus year old grandson. Soaps are harsh!! We're all supposed to be rich and sophisticated, but they age us to breed like we live in a trailer. I love you even if I don't exist anymore. :(

2:46 AM  
Blogger Iva said...

I have to say one more thing. I swear that I am not bitter. Well, maybe I am. Would it be so hard for them to call me in for some really important moments in my family's life?? I am married to this boring dude in Washington. Can't I get a good old divorce like other soap characters?? And I still can't get over that they made me date that old curmudgeon John Dixon and tie me down with another of his spawn. And if this chick that you hit also turns out to be a grandchild of mine, well, I might just be drinking that stoli with you and Karen Walker. Could I have bred before I was even born??? I have had it with this show. Does anyone have Ellen Wheeler's phone number? The fans loved me better there anyway. And Nola was way more fun, well, the real Nola was. Don't get me going on that!!! Paul Rauch &%^^%^*(^ Megan McTavish @*&$%#

2:57 AM  
Blogger Lucy Montgomery said...

Luke, I hope you and the girl are ok. Do you know who she is? Don't worry, everything will be fine, just have faith.

Love,
Lucy

8:34 AM  
Blogger MJ said...

Oh, boy. Mom got into the liquor cabinet again.



You made a mistake. Well, kinda a big "what was he thinking" mistake, but a mistake. If you didn't see her, it was just an accident. Everyone wanted my dad dead at some point, and he's still alive. Somewhere. She'll survive. You're scared and confused now, but it'll turn out cool in the end.
Hey, look on the bright side. It could be worse.

M.J.

8:42 AM  
Blogger Iva said...

Yeah, I have had to be in the liquor cabinet, MJ, because everytime I look at you I remember that disgusting deed that created you with John Dixon. It makes chills run down my spine just to think of it. I should have just made Kirk Anderson happy when I had the chance, then I wouldn't be in this miserable place. Hmmm, maybe I should try Ellen Wheeler's email. I think I still have some good fantasies left in me. Luke, don't ever forget your real grandmother.

5:46 PM  
Blogger MJ said...

Now I know why Dad disappeared. You hunted him down with the pitchfork, and shipped him away to Tanquir!


See, Luke? You're not the only one with problems. If you only knew.

9:01 PM  
Blogger Iva said...

MJ, now I know you truly are your father's evil spawn, I would not want your trollish father anywhere near Tanquir. That is my alter egos special place with Quinton. Get it straight, numbnuts. Quinton and I are having a great time digging up artifacts, and I particularly like when he digs up this old artifact. ;p

MJ, why don't you just go back to OD and sleep with Luke, and get it over with. That IS what this family does. Now I am back to channeling Douglas Marland, and if that freak Ellen Wheeler does not return my phone call . . .

2:40 AM  
Blogger LukeSnyder said...

Uhm... hi, Grandma Iva. Maybe you should, uhm, take a nap or something, okay? Not that I'm judging or anything but, you know...

P.S. I don't know who this Ellen Wheeler person is that you keep talking about, but I did a Google search and found her picture and she sure looks like this woman who used to visit her sister, Vicky, in Oakdale before she died. Is that who you mean, maybe? I think her name was Marly...

6:48 AM  
Blogger MJ said...

You see what I have to go through? I think Mom has a split-personality or something. Maybe she downed that bottle of Stoli before Karen and Kevin could. I wonder if Lily or Margo would let me live with them. What's one more teen? Your parents couldn't be worse than Mom is.

7:23 AM  
Blogger Marley Hudson said...

I get that a lot, that I look like this Ellen Wheeler person. I've never heard of her. I used to get told I look a lot like Anne Heche, who I think I've heard about, and Jensen somebody. Oh well. I spent most of my life being told how much I look like my twin sister, Vicky. But that was before the fire when my face got burned. Jake saved me that day. It started a really dark period of my life. But luckily I'm better now and raising my twin nieces.

Hang in there Luke. I know better than anyone how things can turn around quickly even at the lowest of times.

7:31 AM  
Blogger Alison Stewart said...

Luke, don't listen to all of these wacko people. I don't remember most of them from my time in Oakdale, but they seem pretty messed up.
Your brother Aaron sends his best from Seattle, he is so busy attending his dieing mother, I told him he should call you.
I'm sure the woman you hit won't die, what was she doing in the middle of the road, and when did you start drinking?

9:37 AM  
Blogger buddyboy said...

Hey Luke,

I know how you feel. Exactly how you feel. I was begging your Aunt Rose not to die, but she did. I'm sure things will turn out better for you. The world's not against you like it is me.

I hope me killing your aunt won't stop you from hooking up with me. I think we'd make an awesome pair. ;)

MJ, you should check in with Margo. If you like girls, Margo's got a hot one staying with her. I haven't seen your Uncle Tom in awhile. Maybe he's visiting your brother Andy in Seattle. Ask Ali if she's seen him.

WHM

11:44 AM  
Blogger Fari said...

Ahw Luke man! I'm not gonna say ''how could u be so irresponsible?!'', but I'll bet your parents will say that.

Anyhow, I'm sure the girl will be fine.

Don't stress yourself, your a good kid!

12:04 PM  
Blogger Karen Walker said...

Listen up, kid. If you're still riding a bummer come on over and I'll share my $3000 worth of snack mix.

The cool thing about it is, after a handful, you never know how you'll feel.

4:54 PM  
Blogger Nic said...

Wow with all these characters my blue hair and glam goth thing seems just about nothing. So does your...um 'secret'. Doll face all will be well! Just be true to you, k? ^_^

5:56 PM  
Blogger Alison Stewart said...

No mj and Will or whoever else wants to know, I have not seen Andy or Tom. Tom has not been all that nice to my sister/mother so I try to avoid him. Not to mention his brother cheated on me.

Hey Karen how about making that breakfast party for 3?

8:56 PM  
Blogger Hind said...

What are the ods............... The one time you hit somebody with your car and what do you know................ It is your own cousin. Although of course you don't know about that yet, but since I am psychic (and read a lot of spoilers) I already know.

I just hope she forgives you, if she doesn't please call your real dad (I know he is in hiding, but I would still love to see him.)

Damian, I love you

2:40 AM  
Blogger Nic said...

Hind, I don't think she's mad, she even looked happy to be hit by his car...Tomorrow should be interesting for that family, no? Ha.

1:24 PM  
Blogger Iva said...

You want to move in with Margo?? Is that a promise, MJ??

And BTW, she'll always be Maureen to me.

4:56 PM  
Blogger buddyboy said...

Uh, Ali- Chris cheated on you with your sister/mother. She followed up that little trick by cheating on my dad with my brother. She's as sick as they come. But, hey, at least she never let me take the rap for her crime. *cough cough* burningdowntheSnyderbarn *cough cough*

Between you, Emily, and my mom, it's no wonder I don't like girls anymore. That's why Gwen is a good fit for me. She's more like one of the guys.

6:46 PM  
Blogger Alison Stewart said...

Hey there buddyboy, don't act like you are little mr. innocent. I seem to remember you poisoning a woman and she died. Plus you tried to put the moves on me while Aaron was away. Then you broke into my apartment. And just because my family is messed doesn't mean that you can diss on them. We are not near as bad as your family.

8:34 PM  
Blogger Iva said...

Hey Buddyboy, want to call me Mrs. Robinson? You sure are a cutie. Try out this "girl" before you totally give up on us. Mr. Boring out here is not doing it for me, and even after menopause a woman has her needs. Signed, Still A Lot of Fun.

3:52 AM  

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