Here's some advice from an older woman; at 36 I'm presuming I'm older than you and no condescension intended ok? Find something to do!!! Engross yourself in something, feel passionate about something other than trying to find a boyfriend. You are feeling desperate right now and I understand the frustration but that desperation shows in your body language and in everything you do. People pick up on it and will avoid getting involved. You
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Yes, it's good to have a healthly self-esteem, but most of your reasons seemed to be aimed at pleasing and/or attracting men (or at least fitting in to their world). Maybe that's what you intended though! (no insult meant ok! ;-] )
For all his talk about his prowess with women, all his sly and carefully crafted responses to my questions about his sexual encounters, when I met the man he was merely a boy. A work colleague in another city and a relationship formed over the telephone. Then the heavy flirting via instant messaging until finally, after so much had been spoken of and the desire in me was growing fit to burst - there came a conference and an opportunity to see him. He was taller than I realised and better looking
Indeed. Who wants to sword fight anyway? There is nothing better than a good insult. Especially if it's in print. The beauty of the printed insult is that you get time to think it up, fine tune it and deliver it in a lovely font. Unfortunately, you don't always have that option, particularly if you are engaged in one-to-one combat with an inane sales clerk at the 'crap galore' refund counter. You need a good artillery of quips, quotes and vexatious one-liners ready to fire off at any
Poisonpen - I went through a stage in my 20's that whenever I had a bad break up with a partner or something shitty happened to me, I would write a "letter" to the person involved, just to get it off my chest. The letters were never posted, just burned on the fire. Ten years on and my friends still refer to some of my 'poisonpen' letters. They were pretty potent writings!
You are one funny dude! Keep it coming!
There's a fine line between genius and insanity. Some say it is defined by one's bank balance. Oh wait, that's eccentricity and insanity. I've always said if I were rich I'd be eccentric but I'm not so I must be insane. Insanity bordering on genius. It's really all one and the same when you think about it... It is alleged that Albert Einstein wore the exact same outfit every day of his goddamn life. I get changed five times before I go out and then, if I suddenly decide while I'm out