September 10th, 2011

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Writer's Block: Freaky Friday

If you could become a member of the opposite sex for just one day, what would you do?



I would get the biggest erection I could muster and jack off for hours and hours and hours. I would probably film it and become a super pornstar, and then I would probably try to have sex with my boyfriend, but then I would remember he didn't have a vagina. Man, that is too bad. Oh well, there is always anal penetration. Maybe I would try to suck my own dick, but I don't know if I am that flexible yet. I would take lots of pictures and post them on the internet. Wow, what a great day.

Writer's Block: Freaky Friday

If I was turned into a guy for a day, I'll admit the first thing I would do, as soon as I got over the whole, "Whoa, that dick was so not there when I went to bed last night" thing, I'd probably jerk off.  I mean, come on, what girl hasn't wondered?  And following the jacking off, I'd probably try to get laid, by a dude, in order to actually understand how gay sex works from an experiential standpoint.  Also, blowjob.

Is it horrible that my priorities when it comes to waking up as a dude all have to do with sex?  Honestly, that's all I really wonder about guys.
If you could become a member of the opposite sex for just one day, what would you do?

King Duct Tape

Gotta freak out on Friday

If you could become a member of the opposite sex for just one day, what would you do?


Ooh, freaky Friday.
Pee standing up?
Walk to the park, hang out, and observe potential differences in the experience?
Work my ass off to seduce some girl only to have a traumatic Cinderella moment at midnight as I change back to female?

Better stick to 'pee standing up'.

I think I'm going to finally use my tumblr. If I can upload the cleaned sketches from that 30-day meme there daily, I'll actually finish them. Otherwise, I'm just going to keep putting it off in favor of my schoolwork, which is bad, you know. Doing schoolwork instead of goofing off, what do I look like, someone responsible? No, being responsible would mean I'd be asleep by now, since I have to be downtown in nine hours for studio.

But for this week's doodle, I'm thinking Muppets. Suggestions here may be taken into account, if there are any.
keira - colour
  • nabba

Writer's Block: Blast to the past

If you could travel back in time, what would you tell your 10-year-old self?


Speak up. You have a parent who works for the police department damn it! He's an amoral sociopathic abusive, attempted murdering rapist, but he's only 15. You have more support around you than you realize.

When the car won't start....call for a ride! Don't try and tough it out, it won't end well and ruin everything you worked for, sending it into a tailspin.

Writer's Block: Freaky Friday

If you could become a member of the opposite sex for just one day, what would you do?


I know, this is extremely horrible of me, but I would do what any guy normally does on a daily basis. Try to get laid. Sorry! That's about the only thing I can't do as a woman (in the same manner). I mean I can't join the Free Mason's or other groups but I'm also not really interested in things like that, so ... yeah, the sex is the only thing that would be different. I'd probably go out and party or try to get a job as a guy. I wonder if I'd be treated differently in that regard. Hmm.
LWAZ
  • snofpro

Вопрос дня: Поменяться телами

If you could become a member of the opposite sex for just one day, what would you do?
Сменил бы заодно и стены, а то соседи парятся из-за барабанов.
И устроил бы дикое ебашилово. 

Но пжаль, что на один день.

А если про пошлости, то не знаю, я ещё не настолько пьян(да и вообще), чтобы говорить такие темы и думать такие мысли.
Tumblr-sourced, Rent

shit

It's a lazy thursday afternoon.
The air is cool and slightly damp. Perfect weather honestly. I'm lazing on the couch, plugged into Natalie Cole. There's not really much a need for air-conditioning because the air bears a fragrance of sprung and rebirth and renewal. Propped up on my lap, is my laptop. A picturesque view is outside.
Le pathetic attempt at making my current situation seem remotely idealistic ends here. Now for the real shit.
Natalie Cole's nice smoky voice as well as the calming, salve-like tunes in the background, backing up her voice, is marred by the constant interjections of construction work. WHY???? Because our house is STILL going under goddamn intense renovations, which is utterly ridiculous in my personal, oh-so humble opinion. It's been going on ever since the fan-fucking-tastic start of the utterly and equally fan-fucking-tastic June holidays. Why the shit do we need to drill so many frikkin holes???? Can't you just take a damn screwdriver and stab it into the wall repeatedly????? Or just use frikkin craft/super glue???? That's why it's called super right???? You can stick your 4-year-old kid's clay abominations or dismal attempts at making paper wind charms on the wall and proudly display it as if they were Alexander Calder wonders??? Or you know what, fuck capitalism and modernization, let's all just move to Tibet or some cave in Mexico and use primeval tools like rocks and javelins to carve out fucking cubby holes. Then we can make friends with all the freaking animals there liek Avatar or Brother Bear or Pocahontas. Preferably pocahontas. 
OMG WHAT A GREAT IDEA!!! Then we should shower in the river and make clothing out of bearskins and twigs and leaves!!! A whole new civilization!! And then we can get discovered by Discovery channel or NatGeo 
AND IT IS NOW A LAZY/FRANTIC/GUILTY THURSDAY NIGHT!!!!!!!!!!! 

Zilch that. it's now a not-so-lay Friday night.

Work not done Guilt sinking in.

Fuck.

--katie

Blocco dello scrittore: MVP awards my children


I met this dude in the above picture.....wow fooled me, played me, he is so errogant unbelievable!!! i open up my home to him.... believed him, he just used me to get what he needed then split.... i  beleive in karma..he has the nerve to lock me out of my own computer and make himself admininstrator,i am a single mom going to school he tricked my kids into beleiving that he cared about them what a sick mofo!!! we appear happy in the above picture... i was happy because my children had a blast in Mi,City before school started... then to top it off he told me he loved me last friday!He thinks he is psychologist and claims he knows how to diagnoise people he should get evaluated for a mental illness, it runs in his famliy so he says! Watch out ladies this one is a doushe bag and will lie to you and he is a cheater thats so grose!... he talks alot of bs about me put a virus on my computer wont give me the code to get his stuff off of here...  and  there is so much more i could say but im not that much of a idiot to lower myself to his level which is 6ft. below me! ya....one pist of  Mother who will go beyond and above for my children time after time after time..can you say that? huh? !! you pist me off more than the dude who left me to die.. u deserve that !since u said i did! what for being nice and loyal to you  are u gay?
then you and him would get along and i mean fit perfect lol hahhahahahahahahahha!

Blocco dello scrittore: MVP awards my children


I met this dude in the above picture.....wow fooled me, played me, he is so errogant unbelievable!!! i open up my home to him.... believed him, he just used me to get what he needed then split.... i  beleive in karma..he has the nerve to lock me out of my own computer and make himself admininstrator,i am a single mom going to school he tricked my kids into beleiving that he cared about them what a sick mofo!!! we appear happy in the above picture... i was happy because my children had a blast in Mi,City before school started... then to top it off he told me he loved me last friday!He thinks he is psychologist and claims he knows how to diagnoise people he should get evaluated for a mental illness, it runs in his famliy so he says! Watch out ladies this one is a doushe bag and will lie to you and he is a cheater thats so grose!... he talks alot of bs about me put a virus on my computer wont give me the code to get his stuff off of here...  and  there is so much more i could say but im not that much of a idiot to lower myself to his level which is 6ft. below me! ya....one pist of  Mother who will go beyond and above for my children time after time after time..can you say that? huh? !! you pist me off more than the dude who left me to die.. u deserve that !since u said i did! what for being nice and loyal to you  are u gay?
then you and him would get along and i mean fit perfect lol hahhahahahahahahahha!

Writer's Block: Your 15 Minutes

My own show? hmmm.
oo I know now. It would be called "Truth or Dare with Devil May Cry" .... wait that was a story idea...
If you had your own reality show, what would it be called? What would it be about?

I might start it on here and see what happens...
Anyways.
If that really was a show, it would be about DMC fans asked DMC characters... not all of the characters since I don't like Trush or Lady... or that little girl. Only the main characters aka Dante, Vergil, Nero.... My ocs, Lisa and Tara, maybe.

I'm bored again.

Writer's Block: Excuse me, but there’s lettuce in your teeth.

Tell us your worst date stories. (Don’t worry, we all have them.)


My sister set me up on a blind date with her accountant. I swear he had no neck. His chin connected directly to his chest in a big fat waddle.

We were going to take our dogs to a beach he knew. He suggested we meet at Denny's for breakfast. I told him I'm not much of a breakfast person so I'd meet him after, around 10 am. So I get there and he's there with his dog, a little min pin. We get in his car to go to the beach, which is in North County. His dog gets to ride on the arm rest between us. My dog is leashed to the back window of his SUV so tight he can't get forward enough for me to pet him. By the time we get to this beach, my dog is not happy. Once we get out he's pulling on the leash, excited to be free and to explore. This guy makes a disparaging remark about dog obedience. After and hour we drive back to Denny's. Then suggests we go to the local Park and he invites himself to my house to drop off my car and follows me in his car. So I offer to make him lunch. No, he says. He then proceeds to watch the Derby on my TV. Meanwhile my dog is locked in the back yard while his gets the run of my house because he's afraid to let his little precious play with my dog. Says he's afraid my dog will get rough and break little precious' back. I go in the kitchen and do some dishes. It's after 1pm and I'm starting to get hungry. So I offer to make him lunch again. No, we'll get something in the park. The Derby is over and we're off to the park only he suggests we leave my dog behind. We wander around the park, I'm thinking maybe we'll have lunch at the sculpture garden. Nope. Museum cafe? Nope. Hot dog vendor? Nope. Finally it's after 4 pm and I'm starving and I can start to feel my blood sugar dropping. I tell him I really need to eat something. (It's not like this asshole didn't know I didn't have any breakfast.) He says we'll get something on the way back to my house.

Fine.

And where do we end up?

A donut shop. He has coffee and I have a donut.

When we part at my house we mutually agree that we're not going to get together again.

I ask my sister what was she thinking to set me up with this cheapskate jerk? She says...well he owns a dog.

That's her criteria? She never saw Silence of the Lambs? Michael Vick owned dogs.

Needless to say I'm not allowing anyone else to set me up on a blind date.

Вопрос дня: Поменяться телами

If you could become a member of the opposite sex for just one day, what would you do?

как говорил персонаж из фильма "Мечтать не вредно" - дал бы всем своим друзьям .
желательно чтоб туловище было с формами..

Вопрос дня: Самое важное в жизни



Чем лучше узнаю людей, тем больше нравятся собаки...

А ежели без шуток, то любое взаимодействие с людьми вызывает у некоторых индивидуумов чувство неприязни и страха. Думаю это от того, что нас в последнее время учат жить в мире вещей, а не в мире людей. Ведь жить с вещью куда надежнее и уютнее чем с живым человеком. Человек может обидеться, уйти, состариться, отомстить, убить в конце концов! А вещь, в большинстве своем, предмет неодушевленный, поэтому на первый взгляд безобидный.

Но "безобидность" вещи только кажущая реальность! Вспомните знаменитое высказывание из "Лампы Аладина": - Ты не повелитель! Ты раб лампы!
Нет хуже человека, чья сущность заключается в службе вещам!

То же самое и с животными. Как можно променять людскую душу на звериное нутро? Как можно любить животных и при этом уничижительно относиться к людям. Человек не только "Царь природы" но и ее Венец!

Любите и уважайте людей, братьев своих!
falls

Writer's Block: Excuse me, but there’s lettuce in your teeth.

Tell us your worst date stories. (Don’t worry, we all have them.)

I went out with a guy I met through eHarmony. We talked only by email before meeting in person but he could spell and form complete sentences so I took a chance. He was 20 minutes late but we were meeting in my town and the roads were under construction so i didn't hold that against him. And he brought me flowers, though they were wilted and a few were dead. We had to wait for a table. And whlie we were waiting he said....nothing. I tried to initiate a conversation but...nothing. I ended up talking with the guy standing next to us. At the table it just got worse. He had really bad teeth and would barely open his mouth to speak, so I couldn't hear him over the noise of the restaurant. And he stared openly and continuously at my breasts. Like he'd never seen a live pair before. Once the food came he alternated staring at his food and my breasts. Finally the check came, I paid it and wished him well. The date took an hour and 5 minutes. I quit eHarmony that night.

Writer's Block: Blast to the past

If you could travel back in time, what would you tell your 10-year-old self?


you probably wont marry

you will get laid, a lot

and in the end, do not get so emotionally attached to another person because they ALL will eventually gut you.

oh and dont worry about your dad, he kills himself, avoid heather jen kate and noel, but treat allison better.

and in about 11 years there will be the biggest attack on US soil, the trade center will fall, please pass that along.


invest in macintosh or google and NOT enron, and dont hold your breath for the last matrix'es and starwars prequels.

it would be nice if you didnt start smoking

mostly please do no grow up to be me
check this shit out

Writer's Block: Freaky Friday

If you could become a member of the opposite sex for just one day, what would you do?


That morning, orgasm and orgasm and orgasm. That afternoon, go dress shopping. That evening, I don't know, go out on the town looking fabulous, dress tag carefully tucked. That late night and early morning I will keep open for getting tipsy and lesbian orgasming. The next morning, depending on what golden memories of the previous night I might have, and price of the dress, I may return it.
Индеец
  • govar

Вопрос дня: Поменяться телами

If you could become a member of the opposite sex for just one day, what would you do?


Как ? некоторое время , утратив опору - балансировал бы.
а потом падал падал падал - пока не прыгнул выше потолка деторождения...

Таким образом - попытался бы забеременить!!
чтобы потом узнать , куда это все девается ..куда дети пропадают ...
в результате исполнения желаний одного дня....

Вопрос дня: Поменяться телами

If you could become a member of the opposite sex for just one day, what would you do?

наверно...пошла бы с девушкой встретилась,подарила бы ей её любимые цветы итд.итп..))
и поиграла бы в футбол ,солнечным днём,в одних шортах(мечта побегать без лифчика!)))))))))
не боялась бы падать и драться со своим на тот момент полом(шрамы вроде украшают мужчин!))
и у меня были бы длинные густые ресницы ,что так нравится девочкам в мальчиках!))
  • sideon

Writer's Block: Your 15 Minutes

The guy looses it and kills a lot of people in the bus in cold blood. He gets picked up by a secret branch of CIA and kils more and more people. In the end, he kills more people than Hitler himself. Then he dies of natural cauces. But just before hi dies, he asks himself, WHY? Then he dies. The End.
If you had your own reality show, what would it be called? What would it be about?

Вопрос дня: Поменяться телами

Ну, да, конечно, у мужиков один только секс на уме, в основном. Наивные, не поняли подвоха, вопросец-то явно  дискриминационный. Или Булгакова никогда не читали? Что, прямо вот так бы и занялись? С волосатыми ногами-грудью? Не хотелось бы в этом участвовать...
Нам, почитай, полдня бриться пришлось бы (во всех местах) охая-ахая и поскуливая с непривычки. Про брови-ногти-рукти умалчиваю, ещё часов 5-6, как пить дать. С подбором цвета губной помады. И проч, и проч...
Короче, не хотел бы я рядом с вами оказаться, когда вечером всё вспять возвернётся. В дверях жена/подруга, а вы перед зеркалом в порезах, дичайшей помаде и с ливчиком набекрень... ;)

Нафих, нафих!

Вопрос дня: Поменяться телами

Ну если уж такая возможность появилась, то скорее всего займусь сексом... Хотя я не думаю что это что-то особенное... Тупо лежать как бревно, развинув ноги изображая оргазм, помоему скучно... )))
Greyback eat

Writer's Block: Excuse me, but there’s lettuce in your teeth.

Tell us your worst date stories. (Don’t worry, we all have them.)

The worst one by far was my first experience on a blind date. First of all, he was over an hour late picking me up, but he'd never been to my town before; he had gotten terribly lost, and I tried not to hold that against him. We decided to just go out for coffee since it was already so late.

He spent - and I am not even kidding - the entire time talking about his socks. Where he bought them and how he organized them in his sock drawer and stuff. I barely got a word in edgewise all night, because he wouldn't shut the hell up about it. I spent the entire time wanting to shoot myself in the head. We were there for well over two hours just to have a goddamn cup of coffee, because he wouldn't quit talking. I got home way past curfew and got in trouble, because he was too wrapped up in the saga of his socks to worry about what time I said I had to be home.

When I told him the following day that I didn't want to see him again, he decided to stalk me. He sent me abusive emails calling me names and telling me what a horrible person I was for not even giving him a chance. I did give him a chance, and he used it to talk about socks. That's not my fault. He even had his friend (that I didn't even know) start sending me rude emails as well, trying to get me to go out with his friend again. I finally I had to block them both, and I really, really fail to see how sending said emails was supposed to change my mind. Or if I was such a horrible person, why he wanted to go out with me anymore anyway D:
  • vinctus

Writer's Block: Blast to the past

If you could travel back in time, what would you tell your 10-year-old self?


To be extra kind and very loving to our Mother as well as appreciating everything she does and ensuring she knows it.
Not to to be scared.
Not to give our heart to anyone.
To run first time (that one tiny piece of advice would prevent years to of teasing, spiteful tormenting and general misery).
To avoid men called Jake and John at all costs.
To be less impulsive and think things through.
I would tell me NOT to get engaged in 2008 or married in 2009 as it will be for the wrong reasons.
I would also tell me that most of the decision I've made in my/our life have been the wrong ones so think long and hard at all times.
I would also warn myself to toughen up and grow some very thick skin as the next 24 years will be hell on earth.
diamond

Writer's Block: Excuse me, but there’s lettuce in your teeth.

Tell us your worst date stories. (Don’t worry, we all have them.)


Hmmm thinking back to three years ago after my long term bf and I broke up I went out with this guy who the first time I met him seemed nice. The second date, we were going to see a movie and it didn't start for two hours or so. We went over to Panda Express and shared a meal, walked through the mall and then saw the movie. I was already realizing that his guy and I didn't have a love connection and there wasn't a sexual connection either. After the movie we were walking back to our cars and he asked what I was doing for the rest of the night, it was already like 11:30, I told him going home and going to bed. He asked if I wanted company, I said no because well really I didn't like the guy but I used the excuse I had to be up in five hours. I'm not even kidding you, he looked at me with this confused look on his face and said "but I bought you dinner..." Seriously???? First off I'm not a hooker you can't buy me something for sex and secondly we shared a two entree course at Panda Express, that doesn't then mean you get the cookies...and trust me he didn't get any cookies that night.


Another more recent first date I went on that turned out badly was a month or so ago.  We were going to meet at 6 at a Starbucks close to where he lived, which didn't bother me because I had some shopping I needed to do in that area but in traffic it's also a 40 minute drive out there.  I had realized that when we agreed on Starbucks that it was to generic because there are about four within a three mile radius so I called him to verify which location we were meeting at.  Turns out he was still working, didn't think about calling me, so we pushed back the date to 7.  I'm a Virgo and things like that bug me but at the same time it's forgivable, I understood and I ended up doing my shopping while waiting for him. 7 finally rolls around and we meet, he's cute (and tall!!!!) so I was excited we start to talk a little and he stands up and goes and buys food, he then starts inhaling it like he has to fight for the food on his plate.  After he finishes that, we start to talk a little more and his phone rings, he takes the call talks to someone for a few and then asks did you want me to bring bbq on the way home?  He claimed it was his sister, whom he was living with until his apartment gets ready and I only somewhat believed him.  About 5 more minutes into a conversation, he says that he's really hungry and needs to go find food, I could tell he clearly meant alone too.  I we said our goodbyes and I really thought that was that but at 1:30 that morning he calls me wanting to see me?  ha ha no, I don't even know you, how stupid do you think I am, I'm not about to go out with you at 1:30am that's how people get killed.  So I said no and he let me go back to sleep (what a gentleman)  and the next day he text messages me and tries to play the guilt card that "he wanted to see me but he guesses I didn't feel the same way."  Grrr men!  
Warren Cup
  • mysid

Writer's Block: Excuse me, but there’s lettuce in your teeth.

Tell us your worst date stories. (Don’t worry, we all have them.)


We were seniors in high school. On our first "date"--and I'm using the term loosely--he threatened to kill himself if I didn't continue dating him, and then showed me the scars on his wrists from a previous suicide attempt.

I made it clear that I was willing to be his friend, but not to date him. I also said that if he was becoming suicidal again that he should tell his parents and go back to the shrink they'd taken him to after his previous attempt--not lay a guilt trip on me.
yc

Writer's Block: Blast to the past

 If you could travel back in time, what would you tell your 10-year-old self?


If I could travel back in time, I would tell my 10-year-old-self to wisen up more, believe in myself even more and stop trusting people too much.
Make decision by myself instead letting mommy doing it because what I wanted is really thing that matter.
When I was 10-year-old, I just begin my Year 5 of Primary School, skipping Year 4. This decision I never regret, but I wish I had become more friendlier towards my new friends and keeping in touch with my old friends. 
There is very little thing that I want to change because I accept the fact that the decision was actually in my hand and my life is doing okay for now. 

Writer's Block: Freaky Friday

If you could become a member of the opposite sex for just one day, what would you do?


Freak out, obviously. Find out how I did it and do it again, for forever.

Then, shower. Shave. Buy a new wardrobe. Change my name. Take a shitload of pictures of myself, from every angle. Walk around town. Possibly work out.

Yeah. Just generally exist.

Writer's Block: Excuse me, but there’s lettuce in your teeth.

When I was attending ISVI in Jacksonville, Illinois, the guy that I was good friends wanted to date me.  Knowing that he probably would try to date someone else, I asked him if he liked me for who I was, despite my disability.  How do you feel about someone who has a disability?  This was the question that I'd asked him, and he told me that this didn't bother him at all...that he liked me for who I was.  On down the road the girl he'd been going with prior to this reunited with him and I saw a change in him after that.  He wanted nothing to do with me anymore, and the girl tried to tell me that I was always in their way.
Tell us your worst date stories. (Don’t worry, we all have them.)

Writer's Block: Excuse me, but there’s lettuce in your teeth.

Tell us your worst date stories. (Don’t worry, we all have them.)

The “Almost Bad” Date:

Years ago, a friend of a friend asked me out. He seemed nice enough…charming, debonair, easy going, friendly.

I wanted to say "Yes", but something deep inside me said, “No.”

I fumbled over my words as I tried as graciously as possible to decline.

That was the last I saw of him.

A few months later I heard through the grapevine that he was in prison for rape.

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Writer's Block: Excuse me, but there’s lettuce in your teeth.

Tell us your worst date stories. (Don’t worry, we all have them.)
Okay, this is an easy one.

I met the guy at a really loud shopping mall in front of a shoe store, and I remember the store because he was holding his sister's bags, and he "didn't want to be caught in a shoe store, he'd never live it down" I believe were his words. We hit it off, and set up a coffee date at a cafe nearby the next day. 

As our date progressed, I found his manners sorely lacking. He chewed with his mouth open, and laughed so loudly that everyone in the cafe turned our way once or twice. I was very embarrassed by his actions. When I asked him if he could tone it down, he was rather adamant in not doing so.

Needless to day, at the end of the date when he gave me his number, I never called him back.

Writer's Block: Excuse me, but there’s lettuce in your teeth.

Tell us your worst date stories. (Don’t worry, we all have them.)


Well, there was one that was kind of a high moral religious fanatic that I once met BEFORE I became an Atheist, and she was just the nastiest person I have ever met in my life. She constantly talked about her values and morals, and was intolerant of anyone who didn't agree. She wasn't like a stalker type, but just insane.
hauyu pichu
  • eqfe

Writer's Block: Excuse me, but there’s lettuce in your teeth.

Tell us your worst date stories. (Don’t worry, we all have them.)


I suppose that the worse date I ever had was one that I didn't realize I was on until I got dumped. A friend had broken up with her boyfriend, and I suppose, in retrospect was on the rebound. We both had time on our hands, and met for dinner a few times. Pleasent conversation, decent food, and I paid, although she always took me somewhere else for desert or a nightcap. The night always ended with a chaste hug goodbye. The third time we met for dinner, I was informed that we had to stop dating since we would risk losing our friendship. I must say that I was kinda stunned.
namine
  • rizutan

Writer's Block: Excuse me, but there’s lettuce in your teeth.

Admittedly, this terrible date was probably just as much my fault as his. Our moms are friends and knew that we had a lot in common and wanted to play match-maker. The idea was to go on sort of a 'double date' with our moms, which is definitely weird but we both got along well with our parents so I figured as long as we're both okay with it...
We picked up some food and the four of us were going to eat it in the park. We picked up some food for my step-dad as well to eat, you know, at home, but he didn't seem to see the problem with eating it with us while he interviewed my date. He thankfully left after eating, but my date didn't say a word the entire time. I spent most of the date talking to his mother who was trying the get us to talk.
Strange enough, he told his mother to tell my mother (great communication) later that he did want to see me again, but I should know that he already has a girlfriend and he was just looking for someone to "have fun with" for the summer. Can't say I was having much fun in the first place, so that would be a "no".
Tell us your worst date stories. (Don’t worry, we all have them.)
adam lambert rocks

Writer's Block: 9/11



      I was at home.  My grandaughter who lived with my husband and I, woke me.  She had the television on.  She was getting ready for
me to drive her to high school.  She said that the news was on, and they said some plane had hit one of the Trade Center buildings in
New York.  I sat down in front of the television to see what they said was going on.  I figured it was probably an errant pilot mistake. 
Something like the one that had hit the Empire state building in the past. 
      Unfortunately  it was a few minutes later, when a plane also hit the other tower.  We all knew then that it was more than a meer
mistake.  I quickly ran her to school, and then came and parked in the recliner, in order to watch the rest of the days events.  It was
gut wrenching for us that were so helpless in the face of all that pain, and destruction.  It was the day, we all became New Yorkers, and
in reality firemen and police, with family in those buildings.  We felt the need to be a part of the whole thing.  I am not quite sure how or
why that was.  However the whole country became one.  As I had never seen before.
Where were you?
1980

Writer's Block: Excuse me, but there’s lettuce in your teeth.

Tell us your worst date stories. (Don’t worry, we all have them.)


I told you this story. I met this girl, and she seemed nice if a bit odd. She was into mysto stuff, UFOs and such. We went to movies and a UFO lecture.

One Friday evening we wound up back at her place. Fooled around a little. Just when things were going well, she told me it was time for me to go -- "Miami Vice" was on in a few minutes, and she never missed "Miami Vice". (You can guess what year this was.)

I walked home, brooding about it, and then called her and broke it off. Tore up the card with her number on it and everything.

I would see her around for years after that, and I guess she had some kind of breakdown, because she was completely messed up whenever I saw her. Worse, she'd snarl at me when she saw me -- "Mark's a creep!" she'd hiss, and then run away.

Which, I guess I am, but it bothered me. So once I saw her on a bus when she didn't see me, and I bailed out when she did and confronted her -- and apologized. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry," I said. She seemed surprised, then muttered something and walked off. And I never saw her again.
  • saya_g

Вопрос дня: Поменяться телами

If you could become a member of the opposite sex for just one day, what would you do?
Чувствую себя вполне  уверенно в женском обличии.  Ну если уж так случилось, что я поменялась телами и стала "немного не в себе", то сделала бы 2 дела - Вышла бы в город  позднее 12 и  устроила бы драку))
Roses

Writer's Block: Excuse me, but there’s lettuce in your teeth.

Tell us your worst date stories. (Don’t worry, we all have them.)
To make a cinematic analogy most of the time I can be like Ingmar Bergman's films meets Salvador Dali's films. So my best guess is that anyone whoever went out with me would have found it easier to visit the dentist.

Writer's Block: Excuse me, but there’s lettuce in your teeth.

Tell us your worst date stories. (Don’t worry, we all have them.)



He was a college sophomore and I had just graduated high school. We decided on dinner and movie but he picked me up early ---- so he could drive me around to show me where he marched in band during high school.

It was at this moment that I realized those were the highlights of his life...and I was in for a very long evening.

I begged to go dutch on dinner so that I didn't have to talk to him again.


We ate pizze and saw the movie - and then he drove me home.

He actually sent me flowers two day later.

Still 29 years later - this was one of the worst dates of my life.
Summer Hat

Writer's Block: Paging Al Gore

Would you give up the Internet for $10 million? (this is for the rest of your life.)


The question intrigued me, and I pondered over it for a while.
The answer is no. First, because I just do not like the thought of giving up something I enjoy for the sake of money. Second, I was thinking about all the people I can talk to, using the Internet. $10 million is not such a crazy sum that would allow me to visit Russia one weekend and go to Brazil the next weekend for the rest of my life. At last, there is one aspect of the Internet that I am addicted to. It is the endless amount of information I can get. I am very curious and very spoiled. Whenever a question comes to my mind (where's this quote from? what do doctors think of ice-creams? how hot is it in Italy in October?), I can get an answer right away.
By the way, the average high temperature in Rome is 21.8 degrees in October. I just looked it up.
me

Woodees 24k Blues Review

What is your favorite cult film, and why?
The Woodees 24k Blues earbuds appear good and seem even better. These headphones that combine wooden and gold create a silvery tone.

Woodees, as once the recognize didn't give it away,cheap Monster Beats possess a wooden housing. The wooden real estate not merely appears nice, but is meant to improve the seem quality. thinking about that wooden tends to possess a reduced resonance, the real estate ends up enhancing the bass inside the earbuds and delivering a richer sound. Other compared to wooden housing, I would say the seem is pretty straight forward for that buying and selling price range. The Woodees 24K Blues possess just one 10 mm driver which provides an all round exceptional sound. It provides reasonably obvious seem by applying the whole assortment of frequencies, using the common amount of clarity problems when a massive amount of different instruments/frequencies are actively playing simultaneously.

The cord inside the Woodees Blues may be considered a really versatile braided cable. It is surprising how an ideal offer of the variation the cord can make. thinking about the fact that cord is gentle and braided, it does not endure from kinks and rarely gets tangled. This element inside the Woodees designed me especially delighted thinking about which i loathe undoing tangles. built to the cord inside the Woodees Blues may be considered a arranged of controls collectively with a microphone. The microphone is so-so, by Dr. Dre Studio Headphones but who buys earbuds for that microphone quality? The controls are faily simple, but useful. There are two buttons to deal with quantity collectively with a 3rd key that may be employed to response calls or deal with music. dependent on how countless occasions you push it, the 3rd key will play/pause, skip forward, or go back. The inline controls run nicely except for some problems once the headphones are in my pocket. The controls regularly get squished among my leg and my mp3 player, making my audio tracks to play. generally this isn't a massive deal, but in the celebration you don't catch it, your battery may be drained a little an ideal offer more quickly.

Along using the ear-buds themselves, the Woodees Blues arrives receiving a leather-based carrying case, a shirt clip, collectively with a assortment of tips. The recommendations are essential silicone and arrive in extra small, small, medium, and large. The Woodees regrettably possess a massive in-ear diameter, so producing utilization of recommendations from other headphones may possibly not be an option. They are so large that if I don't take advantage of the smallest tips, they quickly start to hurt. The circumstance may be considered a good leather-based bag that may be closed receiving a pullstring. The bag is large enough the fact that discount beats earphones effortlessly suit into it with out getting so large that it doesn't suit comfortably within your pockets.
I extremely advise the Woodees Blues thinking about which they possess a good aesthetic and exceptional high quality for just about any great price.

Вопрос дня: Excuse me, but there’s lettuce in your teeth.

Tell us your worst date stories. (Don’t worry, we all have them.)
Ну вообще говоря, самое худшее - это когда неприятности у родных и близких. А тем более, когда не можешь существенно помочь. И ещё когда в твоей стране дела идут не так, как хотелось бы, чтоб твоей стране и в твоей стране было лучше. У кого не так?