...I feel like I'm a bad sports cliche... looking past the next game to the one after....
...always results in disaster.
From a profile:
I have been on this site for about 9 years, on and off.
LMAO. Mabey they are dislexic? Very funny though.
I are not much good with the maths.
What's with cutting off the top of his head? TREASON!!!!
It's the damn wide-screen format! It screwed me!
Curse this modern technology!!!!
Maybe he meant to write he'd been working on this site for about 9 years, on and off?
But if you've been on for 2 years, started with 4 profiles and added a fifth one your second years that's 9 years on and off right? heh
Who was it?
And - the scalp went away! *cries*
...some might have a different idea....
Being a woman who has done this exact thing by men who have broken my heart I fully believe you when true love is when a woman does not cry into the pillow
For me personally that's a tough question. I don't know... Yet!
WOAH, did you hear the point fly over that person's head?!?
Holy shit.. Jet engine volume.
Birra, I'll hold back my tears for you ;)
Umm.. yeah... actually it was an innuendo... which in this case, innuendo is actually a double entendre...
...and by double entendre I mean, there's a dick in your butt.
LMAO!!! it can be seen that way too HA!
i agree..the only kind of tears from true love are tears of joy
So... if you cry during anal sex it should only be because you enjoy it so much?
Tears don't make good lube...
I am laughing so much that I am crying. And no, there is nothing in my butt.
Hahahaha.... tears don't make good lube...
I can't stop laughing...
But according to some, enough spittle will act like lube...
remind me to put them on my "do not have sex with" list...
OH yes, there is a list- as I practice discrimination quite openly and freely! Sex discrimination that is... :P
how about when he sleeps in the wet spot?
Are you saying you cry when he sleeps in the wet spot?
LOL no, goober. the original questions was: What is true love?
this is so wrong.
so very, very wrong.
Only two things make me laugh like this: 1) A good comedy routine and 2) Reading comments in this and maybe one or two other journals.
What life on VR feels like some days....
...it's time for a new grill...
I'm considering building my own... an outdoor fireplace off the back patio... hmmm...
Of course I don't have time for that, so I'll probably just go to Aurthur's and get a $200 propane grill...
...but the outdoor fireplace would be awesome.
I agree. A stone fireplace would look great! You could start on one and work on it a little at a time, you know, like a summer project! It'll outlast the new grill you buy.
outdoors on a beautiful evening, with family and friends, admiring the stone fireplace that you built yourself...perfect.
I agree with Bones ^.^
I'll help you. As in. Take pictures of it happening.
Would not take too long to build... :)
I have no words this morning...
...except for those. And these. Nothing meaningful though. FEH.
Reality is a terrible thing to be stuck in some days...
...I learned a few lessons this week, I think I would like to share...
...budding photographers; just because you have a nice camera and take a picture of something that most people wouldn't look at, it does not make it "fine art." No, the black and white picture of old diamond plate is NOT fine art. The black and white picture of a chain link fence and something blurred in the background behind it is NOT fine art. Just because YOU call it fine art, doesn't make it FINE art.
Look at Morri's work. Look at Vesper's work. That is fine art.
Most of my photography, although I enjoy it and it brings me peaceful pleasure in life, it is nothing more than snapshots done at an unusual angle. Not fine art.
You sir, are not creating fine art. Not even close. Stop calling it fine art and call it what it is - snapshot of stuff most people wouldn't look at or think twice about. And/or senior portraits, but even those that you're showing off aren't very good.
People, if you have a dog and people come to your house... say, a friendly technician that has arrived to install your new DSL service... just let the dog meet him/her and stop freaking out about the dog. Seriously. You don't need to sit on the couch and wrestle the dog for 30 minutes.
At least, not with me, but then again I'm cool with dogs. I sniff them right back.
Well, I guess those are the only two lessons I'll pass along right now. I need to start noting these during the week as I go.
I know I have more... I'm just too damn tired to think about it right now...
...burnt coffee. *blech*
...you know... somedays this is like trying to pull a tow chain through a knitting needle....
And by this, I mean people on VR.
And by VR I mean... well, you know what I mean.
I hope, at least.
People ask me why I don't use Verizon Wireless for a cell provider. After all, they have the best coverage and blah, blah, blah...
...mainly it's because Verizon, as a company, is a pain in my ass. Too many bad experiences with them to trust my own services to them...
*Nods* Been around the block with them myself.
However do you feel that they are all pains in the ass? I have had AT&T, Cingular and Sprint in my lifetime and to me Verizon is the LESSER of the evils.
I have AT&T. Their coverage in my area might not be as strong but they don't seem to deliberately do things just to annoy me.
Most people I talk to that have Verizon like the coverage but can't stand how Verizon literally does things that seem to only serve the purpose of annoying their customers.
I used to have Sprint, their coverage back then was horrible and their phone options pathetic. I moved to Nextel - loved the push-to-talk feature but their coverage was weak and the push-to-talk wasn't enough to keep me.
Had to be up at 6AM today to drive to Victor, NY for a golf event. I was invited - the vendor insisted - I had to go.
The course was beautiful. Rolling hills, well landscaped and maintained - the quietest golf carts I've ever driven, complete with GPS system that would tell you how far you were from the green and even give you scoring updates of the other tournament participants.
I, however, had not played a round of golf since summer of 2007. And it showed.
The water hazards were full of bull frogs, which seemed to be singing me a chorus of boos every time I took a shot.
And they paired me with the vendor's VP of Finance, who is a 2-handicap golfer... what a way to make an impression...
...anyway, summer time. I love summer time in Buffalo.
Except for one hour a week when my neighbor's landscapers come and mow his yard. Since my office faces his yard and it would be too hot to have the windows closed - not that it would make a huge difference - when they're here I might as well not bother to answer the phone, or make calls... or even try to think.
It probably wouldn't bother me so much if they would actually do a good job, but they generally mow about 3 feet short of the property line in some haphazard fashion, like they're mowing drunk.
I should probably just tell him I will mow the yards and he can pay for someone to plow the snow from our driveways in the winter...
Wow...this sounds familiar. Do they usually start around 8am? And do you get crap blown into your windows?
No. Today for example, I wasn't in the office until 1PM. I finally got back, sat down to do some work and they showed up and started.
I don't care if they mow at 8AM - I wouldn't be bothered as long as they were done by 9.
Isn't it nice to wake up in the morning, stretch a big stretch, take a deep breath and smell the fresh drama?
Well, it's either drama or the smell of Cheerios baking that we always get in Buffalo...
…about my first girlfriend when I was 17… I was about to meet her older sister, who was 22 and not living with the parents anymore. My girlfriend prefaced the meeting by saying, “Guys fall in love with my sister at first sight. I promise you, once you meet her you won’t want to be with me anymore.
Boy was she right…
Her sister was bat-shit crazy. I started to realize her parents weren’t just eccentric, but insanity ran ramped through their family.
I soon decided, I didn’t want to be with her anymore…
...I might have been a horny teenager, but no booty was worth that trouble...
...you know, you shouldn't be demanding strangers respect you for who you are when everything about you shouts that you have no respect for yourself.
You know how it is said that to love another properly and be loved you have to love yourself first? Same goes for respect.
Just putting that out there as food for thought, ya'all.
Morri is watching Riff-Trax of "Red Dawn."
Reminds me of what a silly movie that was. Of course in the '80s when that movie came out, it had the appeal to my demographic. Defending the country guerrilla style against the invading Red Army. Be the hero, rebel style. I probably watched it on HBO about 104.7 times...
Well, maybe not that many.
But I can say, I doubt I could drink enough to fill a radiator with urine. At least not a significant amount to keep the engine from seizing...
This freaks me out every time I see it.
I actually really don't get what is supposed to be happening there?
hehehe its great and so are they i had to add them as friends simply for the stamp on my profile hehehe
i still don't see it but when you joke it makes me laugh. but then again i laugh at anything. XD
I think it's cute. Of course butt rape doesn't exactly sound bad to me so..... lmao
ROFL @ X's comment! That kitty costume is kind of creepy o.o
...ex's can and will still check each other out, physically. The look up and down, the once over... it's human nature. There might even be the moment of pause where they think to themselves, "I wouldn't mind another taste of that..."
...which is usually followed by the quick realization that they're both still really sick and tired of each other's shit... the previous thought fades very, very quickly once logic is allowed to override biology.
The assumption there is that logic has to exist first...
Just putting that out there.
This is true. It crosses my mind and then just as quickly its out the door heh...
Well worded, and hilarious.
Hmm, all I get when I see any of my ex's was "What on earth was I thinking??" !!!
lol good one!
I don't know... if my kids came to me to talk about something, I'd always listen.
I know not all parents will, but I would guess most of them would.
Maybe it is YOU who needs to try a little harder. Just saying.
True... All the kids who whine about no one listening, I doubt they've ever worked on building their communication skills.
Perhaps that's a vital part of development.
Learning that you're way of communicating may not be the same for everyone.
Go there instead.
...I wish I had a camera in my head when I sleep lately. I think my dreams would sell as fairly impressive movies - even if they might be a bit out there...
that is very true ...
How out there? Steven Spielberg or Tim Burton? :P
Cause if you have corpses and skeletons running around your head then it would be awesome... You should also make sure to tell your pillows to hide when the man with the scissors for hands try to escape!
My dreams will give your dreams a run for their money.
...at least BP did manage to prove you can't clean up an oil spill by randomly spewing bullshit...
Truer Words were never spoken.
And that the cost of drilling in the ocean is going to cost us more at the gas pump. Yes.. we know BP- you said you are going to pay for all of it. But a question for you... where are you going to get the money? And Shell, Super American, etc.- what is this teaching you? "Why... if that happen to us we would be ruined. We need more money saved up in case. If the mean goverment is going to make them pay ALL the cost... then we have a right to raise our prices just in case."
This is going to cost everyone.
I think the big thing a lot of us should take away from this is... sure, TSA makes us put our shampoo in a ziplock bag and take off our shoes at the x-ray, but what is Homeland Security doing to secure off-shore drilling sites?
This was one accident - and it is going on 3-months of diaster. What would multiple acts of terrorism result in?
That is a horrible thought, and now I have to hope someone in Homeland Security is thinking about that stuff.
well i don't like that thought... being a new yorker... lets just hope that doesn't happen. cause i want to live, lol.