Then we really can say "The Devil has built a robot!"
Glory ,'The Killer In Me'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Harry and I Build a Siege Engine
I bought that for my brother for Christmas one year.
Nilly and ice cream tomorrow.
That's my idea of a good day.
What I miss about being in a relationship is the guarantee of company, to quote Janis Ian. I like having someone whom I ask "What are we doing this weekend?" Left to myself, I think, "I could go to X. It would be more fun with someone else. Who can I call? I don't feel like calling anyone. No one wants to do anything with me anyway." Then I stay home.
I like living alone in a lot of ways. I don't miss cleaning for two or arguments about money. I like doing things on my own schedule. I fear, however, that I am becoming increasingly eccentric and possibly unable to live with someone else.
Can you lick it? Slurp it? Scoop it up with a spoon?
Too much energy. It's going back in the fridge.
t random
Right now, sneezing sucks. I hate sneezing. Oh look! Pollen! And tree sex!
I once read a book called "Harry and I Build a Siege Engine" - they'd started out thinking of a catapult or trebuchet and ended up using an automobile leaf spring to build something ... well, kinda scary.
I should get this for Hubby. Then he can contemplate that pile of leaf springs in the backyard and do something "productive" with them. Yes, building trebuchets are productive, but putting together weapons of somewhat mass destruction seems counter-intuitive to "productive".
I fear, however, that I am becoming increasingly eccentric and possibly unable to live with someone else.
Yes, this.
I am generally content with my life. I have great friends and support systems, and I rarely feel like going out or doing something that I dont have someone to do it with. The one thing I miss is the cuddling. Just lying on the couch watching TV (that I picked, of course) or a warm snuggly body when you go to bed. Friends and appliances take care of the rest :)
appliances take care of the rest
Skewing the conversation a bit, I wonder if I would have been happier being single if I'd had an appliance for company other than the fridge.
t ponders
I think the washer makes better company.
It was an accident, it was sheer luck, and it was all timing.
Christopher and I met drunk at a party in college. It's the one night stand that has lasted 19 years. I got lucky in more ways than one.
And I feel for everyone out there not single by choice. Life is tough and most people want someone to share the good and bad.