Well, it reached into my heart and pulled on it. I guess that's a kind of 3D! As I noted in the interesting thread, I picked up some season tickets to a broadway series for me and my girlfriend (calling someone my girlfriend after having been married for 14 years is weird!). So we have plans for the next 8 months or so! That's on top of a trip to Colorado in March and a trip to NYC that we are planning for May. We just have so many things we want to do! Hope we can afford it all.
Holy shit that movie was the worst except for the nudity which was the best. We talked about those tits for WEEKS!
Fucking people who have been fucking people who have been fucking me. Please to be not fucking calling me and asking for advice on how to fuck people over who have been fucking you after they stopped fucking me. As they stopped fucking me any advice I have would likely be fucking useless when it comes to fucking them.
Not so much often as it just happened. It was incredibly dysfunctional, she called me and thought he was going to kill himself, I called him and he just had a cold, I called her and told her so. He then texts her as she speaks to me and tells her I've told him all about her, we laugh at his poor texting a little and then she starts hitting on me. I don't even.
Looking forward to your autobiography. At this instant your life seems a lot more interesting than mine.
My life moves in fits, I'll have three months where the most interesting thing to happen is someone being on topic in the Wardell thread and then all of a sudden the world remembers I'm alive and dumps me into grand drama central for a few weeks.
It's not that I especially like drama but I have a tendency to be attracted to the kind of girls that cause it. Bad habit but then I'm not the most thoughtful when I become interested in someone.
When did 'fuck' become the new 'smurf'? also, the pronouns are confusing me. Who is the bisexual in this scenario?
I hear you. That actually sounds so very familiar. Edit: Although you seem to be even worse than I am.
Sometimes she us very touchy geely, sometime very stand off ish. Those are both ok in their time. Bbut ther problem is she doesn't respect me a a person of as a friend or as a whatever. this is my comfession for the day. I an inebriated too
Essential security update! So, the reason that the guy, call him Reggie, and the girl, call her Lindsey, were doing the old textican shoutoff is that he'd been boning one of her mates, call her Lisa. Reggie was aparently flirting with Lisa when he met Lindsey but never really stopped being interested in Lisa. To make things even murkier Lisa was pretty obiously hitting on me when I was dating Lindsey. I find this to be both hilarious and an adequate replacement for daytime tv. Lindsey has since asked if we could resume our friendship in a tone of voice that makes me wonder if it's really just about friendship. I'm not really going to try for a third time but we will meet on tuesday. It will be interesting.
No this is someone else who I hang out with once every 2-3 months. Also: no more roommate, I'm living on my own in the new place.
I think I said it before - even if I get to live 100 more years, I will not understand humans. Especially when it comes to relationships. Carry on.
Come on, Farnsworth, you are using a handle. You can give us details. I have always been fascinated by how someone you've known for a long time can still surprise, even outright shock you. It's rarer, the longer you are with someone, but it still happens. Sometimes, they keep parts of themselves hidden for years. that doesn't mean everyone does that of course.
I haven't kept quiet because I am worried about privacy, only because I was just somewhat frustrated but didn't really need to vent. In short - the last few months a woman I know has been doing this weird thing where she continuously hits on me, hard. And as soon as things get a bit more serious, she suddenly stops, and keeps a very tiny amount of distance. Been there before, so it is not really a problem., just frustrating. Currently I am pretty much in a holding pattern while she makes up her mind, but I start to be really annoyed by it. Ass that I am not completely sure if I read her right (age difference), which just adds to the frustration. The only thing I am sure about is that she isn't simply interested in being friends. Ah well, we'll see what gives first. Edit: RSharp, thanks for the kind post, though.
Farnsworth, she sounds like a bit of a game player. I've known women who will hit on people, or at least show a non-platonic interest, because they like attention. If you have other options, you should exercise them rather than waiting in a "holding pattern" for her to stop manipulating you. That might even mean cutting her out of your life altogether, if that's an option.
That is kind of the issue - I had tagged her as exactly not that kind of person. To my knowledge she was so far only in a long term relationship that ended start of the year. Which is where my frustrated post comes in - I start to think I misjudged her. And the one thing I am absolutely sure on is that I have zero interest in another heavily manipulative partner, no thanks.
This is how all women seemed to me. However, let me quickly add that my insecurities made up all sorts of crazy shit that could have been going on when things were really much simpler. Usually, she was just as confused and uncertain as I was or I was waaaaaay too passive and she had no idea what to do with me. :)
So I had an actual date with the gal I met through speed dating last week, just planning to grab some coffee and maybe walk around the Plaza (KC's shrine to consumer kitsch) - well, a sudden cold front nixed the walking part, so we met up for coffee and talked for about an hour and a half, got to know each other. Positives: Smart, able to hold up a conversation. No previous marriages, kids waiting at home, any of that baggage. Negatives: I remember thinking she was cute at the speed date meetup. I'm wondering why. Completely flatlined on the physical attraction meter. I feel shallow for saying that but... yeah, nothing. But a good conversationalist, funny - and then as I'm walking her to her car, she brings up the question if I'd like to meet again. I utilize the Socratic Method (the discussion tactic, not the elevated suplex neckbreaker) and ask when she'd be free. "Well, my daughter's in town on Monday through next Friday..." We have just lost cabin pressure. "Oh, your daughter. How old is she?" "Nineteen, twenty in January." Brain immediately goes back to replaying the 3-minute conversation from last Monday. "No kids living at home?" "Nope." I'd said "at home" - not thinking "Oh, you might have college-age kids." Got to her car and told her I'd email her over the next week or so. Yeah, this has zero potential. She's nice and all, and nothing's wrong with having another friend, but Surprise Adult Kid was the oak tree of possibility chopped down and laid across the train tracks of compatibility.
Oh yeah. Now that I've got some practice under my belt. I just need to maybe be a bit more picky about who I give a Yes to and be a little more specific on questions.
Shurely the correct move was to ask to see photo of college daughter, and, if cute, ask for date with that one instead?