I have never dated anyone. I had one boyfriend in high school, then met DH the first night of freshman year in college. And had I not met DH the way I did, I would almost certainly be living a solo life of extreme hermitude alone with my laptop because I am WOEFULLY unsocialized. (To the point where identifying with Willow was impossible because she had TOO MANY FRIENDS. Anya, I got right away.)
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.
meara should just market tapes of herself out on a Saturday night and you would know all.
Hahahha! It's true...I did at one point in my life have to learn how to turn it OFF. And still tend more to be just needing to be aware that it's ON, rather than turning it off. :)
(And I have at points, turned it on high power, and demonstrated it for friends as my superpower, and they were like "Oh holy god, I had no idea, shiiiiit!") But at the same time, I'm with Burrell--it's way more fun when the flirting is an end of itself--it's why I loooove flirting with gay men. We both know it's going NOWHERE, since I like girls and they like boys, but we can have a great time.
That said, apparently I should quit bitching, because I have now been asked out twice in the past week. Not really by people I am interested in, would be the problem, but not by anyone inappropriate or heinous or anything. Completely appropriate nice interesting people who I like conversing with. Just not people I'm drooling over or crushing on. Sigh.
...I did not intend to kill the thread with my flirtatious ability! Come back! I will flirt with you or not flirt with you, which ever you like, if you just come back! Please? Pretty please? t smiles sweetly, lowers chin, bats eyes, bites lip, twists foot
You know it drives me crazy when you bite your lip like that.
t leans in closer, putting hand on chikat's knee well, I certainly wouldn't want to be responsible for making you do something...crazy. that would just be...wrong. t dimples
:: signs up for "receive Meara flirts" ::
meara, you tease!
I have a thirteen year-old. How the FUCK did that happen? Jaysus. Not much has changed. He's still a pain in the ass, which he comes by naturally and I love him for all his funny, snarky, silly ways.
We hit Air & Space and the Native American Museums today. Right now, we're back at the hotel and utterly pooped out from 3 days of what feels like non-stop walking.
Tomorrow may be the monuments.
When I'm in proximity to someone I really really like my brain just sits there like a goldfish. If it's just a friend I can flirt like Mae West.
This is also me.
Damn, meara, you're good.
Send birthday wishes to the new teenager. I love my boys being teens. Seeing the world through their goofy eyes keeps me young. The fun and humor help to me get over the moodiness. I do hear my mother's advice of remembering, "This too shall pass," from time to time.
I used to be an accomplished flirt, but I seem to have lost the knack. It was fun so I should get back in practice.
Speaking as a flirt, I feel like flirting is at its most fun when the flirting is the end in itself.
I completely concur.
It was fun so I should get back in practice.
Come to San Francisco and practice on me!