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.
I'm a big girl. Just tell me.
Inara ,'Objects In Space'
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.
Vortex - May 18, 2009 11:40:22 am PDT #10131 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
tommyrot - May 18, 2009 11:45:17 am PDT #10132 of 30000
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Huh. Maybe I should rethink my strategy of avoiding one night stands....
Barb - May 18, 2009 11:45:44 am PDT #10133 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
I think the washer makes better company.
Dryer. It's warmer.
Calli - May 18, 2009 11:47:06 am PDT #10134 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Sometimes I think I like thinking about having a romantic relationship more than I'd like actually having one. 'Cause 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 don't have someone to do it with.
Yes, there's the cuddling and the sex. But I'm not sure I want to give up singing songs to my cat and eating crackers with cheese for dinner and making a unilateral decision to screw cleaning the apartment that weekend because I want to go see Star Trek and grab lunch with my friends. While I could probably say, "Learn to love the sound of 'Leifur had a Little Lamb,' 'cause I'm not stopping," I recognize that when you get down to living together food and cleanliness levels sort of have to be negotiated.
Vortex - May 18, 2009 11:50:52 am PDT #10135 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Yes, there's the cuddling and the sex. But I'm not sure I want to give up singing songs to my cat and eating crackers with cheese for dinner and making a unilateral decision to screw cleaning the apartment that weekend because I want to go see Star Trek and grab lunch with my friends. While I could probably say, "Learn to love the sound of 'Leifur had a Little Lamb,' 'cause I'm not stopping," I recognize that when you get down to living together food and cleanliness levels sort of have to be negotiated.
Yep. Right now there are no fewer than three pairs of shoes in front of the couch from where they were kicked off as soon as I got home. the table is covered with 2-3 weeks of mail and deitritus that just got put down when I walked in the door. And, there is a pan in the sink that's been "soaking" since last week. If I lived with someone else, that would not be the case.
NoiseDesign - May 18, 2009 11:50:58 am PDT #10136 of 30000
Our wings are not tired
Dryer. It's warmer.
Spin cycle.
-t - May 18, 2009 11:53:00 am PDT #10137 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Right now there are no fewer than three pairs of shoes in front of the couch from where they were kicked off as soon as I got home. the table is covered with 2-3 weeks of mail and deitritus that just got put down when I walked in the door. And, there is a pan in the sink that's been "soaking" since last week. If I lived with someone else, that would not be the case.
I live with someone else and that is entirely the case for me. Someone elses do vary.
Steph L. - May 18, 2009 11:57:28 am PDT #10138 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
But I'm not sure I want to give up singing songs to my cat
Nah, we both sing songs to the cats and the dogs.
and eating crackers with cheese for dinner
Sometimes he has pretzels and cheese for dinner while I eat ice cream.
and making a unilateral decision to screw cleaning the apartment that weekend because I want to go see Star Trek and grab lunch with my friends.
We blow off cleaning to hang with friends all the time.
Yep. Right now there are no fewer than three pairs of shoes in front of the couch from where they were kicked off as soon as I got home.
The only reason we put shoes in the bedroom is because the dogs will eat them or the cats will hairball on them if we leave them in the living room.
the table is covered with 2-3 weeks of mail and deitritus that just got put down when I walked in the door.
Only 2-3 weeks? I envy you.
And, there is a pan in the sink that's been "soaking" since last week.
Our sink is Ground Zero for Lutherans.
If I lived with someone else, that would not be the case.
I live with someone else and that is entirely the case for me. Someone elses do vary.
Testify.
Scrappy - May 18, 2009 11:57:49 am PDT #10139 of 30000
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
In my case, it's not Jason who makes me put my shoes away, it's Truman, The Incredible Shoe-Chewing Poodle with His Leather-Defying Chompers of Death.
Ginger - May 18, 2009 12:00:25 pm PDT #10140 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
So, there's hope.
I think I'm going to have to leave the house, though.
But I'm not sure I want to give up singing songs to my cat
If you're with a person who wouldn't let you sing songs to your cat, you're with the wrong person.
And, there is a pan in the sink that's been "soaking" since last week. If I lived with someone else, that would not be the case.
That would have been the case when I was married. The difference is that I would have been pissed that it hadn't occurred to him to wash it.