t random
Right now, sneezing sucks. I hate sneezing. Oh look! Pollen! And tree sex!
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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.
I wonder if I would have been happier being single if I'd had an appliance for company other than the fridge.
eh. I don't have to have the appliance, it just means that I don't have to go out.
I am encouraged by stories like Cash's. My bro met my SIL at one of the cheesiest bars in town (The Irish Times, for DCers), my friend A had sex in the bathroom at a party on the first date, she thought he would never call, they are happily married with three kids. So, there's hope.
Huh. Maybe I should rethink my strategy of avoiding one night stands....
I think the washer makes better company.
Dryer. It's warmer.