I am just a girl trying to make my way through the big bad world.
I still think I'm a teenager, dance around the house in my underwear and sometimes drink too much. I have 2 cool daughters 14 and 12.
When I'm trying to be grown up I work as a critical care nurse.
Taffy's Tales from Wales is a funny blog with some great stories. The most recent post about an out of control granny was great! Lot's of good content here that will keep your attention through out. Well done.
OooOoh. I found a recipe for baked doughnuts. I know that sounds like sacrilege, but they look friggin' good. I'm going to make them on Sunday for breakfast.
True enough. Baking and Sex. What a tremendous opening line for a personal ad, if I ever decide to go that route. Possible highlights:
I enjoy sitting on the couch, unwashed for a few days and initiating sex. If you're too tired I'll tell you we're just going to make out...and then cajole you into sex twenty minutes later.
I don't clean so much as sort into piles.
I like to contradict you at almost every turn, because a little bedevilment is hot, right?
I'm not interested in commitments or using the word love, unless we're naked and I'm in love with what you're doing.
You can wash your own undergarments. I'll wash mine. Deal?
Speaking of which, is it totally irresponsible to blow off work for a weekend and spend an ungodly amount of money for 6 hours to see the Englishman just to say hi, let's get naked? My parents totally disapprove, and I would need a ride to/from the airport. I know it's not a lot of "bang for my buck." I swear I didn't intentionally pun.
Er. I haven't finished reading the rambly mail. It's like a ping pong match with himself and it is written for other men. (His movie tastes? Is he looking for a fuckbuddy or a soulmate?) There is NO way that a female is going to find that alluring.
Also, perhaps it's just me, but if I'm going to receive a pervy mail, I prefer good grammar. Not pompous, but concise and to the point. I want to be inside of you right now, etc.
Ha. I looked at his pic on myspace. He's a 56 year old flabby white retiree who likes manties and wants to be spanked by a big black man like the one he posted in his profile.
My dad is on myspace. He erased Tom and loves to tell people that he has zero friends on MySpace.
(He was researching the company I worked for on the ships and some girl talked about it in her Space Blog which linked on google...so he signed up for it. The funny bit is he took the trouble to put his picture on his profile and list his likes/dislikes.)
My dad is a bigger geek than I am. He's a technology freak. He has the latest mobile phone, a pocket pc (which he uses to check email and play sudoku on mostly), and a computer that he is very possessive of.
My mum had to have me program her phone. She has three numbers in it. I've tried to talk her into letting me show her how to get text messages...but the whole concept of SMS confuses her, and she doesn't want to talk about it. Sort of like the birds and the bees when I was growing up.
Does your mum understand mobiles more than your dad? (If he has her OLD one?)
She hated having to give up work. She likes to keep busy but is pretty disabled because of her arthritis so decided that she could sit by a phone. Shes done it a few years now. They get lots of lonely old ladies and lonely people in general that call daily just to chat but she also receives some very disturbing calls.
Brian - "Look, you're mental and mental people annoy me. Don't annoy me. What do you mean, life has no meaning? Theres porn and strippers and alcohol and cheese for christ sakes, what other life meaning do you need? Go away."
Brian on call 2: "Duuuuuude. What the hell?! Drink a whiskey, watch some chicks get it on. Pick up a hot office chick with boobs. Talk dirty to the girl at Starbucks. What the f is your problem? You're right. Oooooh your life is tragic. You're whiny. Go kill yourself. I dare you." *click*
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Are these crepe like concoctions?
OooOoh. I found a recipe for baked doughnuts. I know that sounds like sacrilege, but they look friggin' good. I'm going to make them on Sunday for breakfast.
yep, helly's informed me you call them crepes
Ive just had 3 and Im full, sick but happy :)
hmm, baked doughnuts..you do love a baked good
Yes. I do. I would make an excellent housewife, if it weren't for the fact that I'm contrary, hate housework, and a bit slovenly...oh and belligerent.
But you like sex
Thats a big plus...
True enough. Baking and Sex. What a tremendous opening line for a personal ad, if I ever decide to go that route. Possible highlights:
I enjoy sitting on the couch, unwashed for a few days and initiating sex. If you're too tired I'll tell you we're just going to make out...and then cajole you into sex twenty minutes later.
I don't clean so much as sort into piles.
I like to contradict you at almost every turn, because a little bedevilment is hot, right?
I'm not interested in commitments or using the word love, unless we're naked and I'm in love with what you're doing.
You can wash your own undergarments. I'll wash mine. Deal?
Whatcha think?
I'd marry you...
If only we actually liked women enough to cohabitate. Sigh. What did you end up garnishing your pancakes with?
I was tired and lazy so just plain sugar. Still yummy though
And I love cock far too much to live with a woman, thats besides the annoyingness of them
I completely agree.
Speaking of which, is it totally irresponsible to blow off work for a weekend and spend an ungodly amount of money for 6 hours to see the Englishman just to say hi, let's get naked? My parents totally disapprove, and I would need a ride to/from the airport. I know it's not a lot of "bang for my buck." I swear I didn't intentionally pun.
Sugar is tasty, even in its most basic form.
I say go for it - guaranteed sex is hard to come by - no pun intended there either....
I just forwarded a really funny mail I got on MySpace to you, Helly and Brian
I attract the weird
Er. I haven't finished reading the rambly mail. It's like a ping pong match with himself and it is written for other men. (His movie tastes? Is he looking for a fuckbuddy or a soulmate?) There is NO way that a female is going to find that alluring.
Also, perhaps it's just me, but if I'm going to receive a pervy mail, I prefer good grammar. Not pompous, but concise and to the point. I want to be inside of you right now, etc.
Yes, I admit I got bored halfway through and wondered when he was going to get to the good stuff
I also hope he cuts his toe nails.
Ha. I looked at his pic on myspace. He's a 56 year old flabby white retiree who likes manties and wants to be spanked by a big black man like the one he posted in his profile.
Where the hell did you get all that?
I just got a pratically empty profile
I prefer yours though
I based it on the text and the picture, and my fertile imagination.
Im not very creative tonight
Hes in love with Tom. Toms his only friend
People with only Tom as a friend make me laugh more than the pervs that have half naked, fat, ugly middleaged women on theirs
My dad is on myspace. He erased Tom and loves to tell people that he has zero friends on MySpace.
(He was researching the company I worked for on the ships and some girl talked about it in her Space Blog which linked on google...so he signed up for it. The funny bit is he took the trouble to put his picture on his profile and list his likes/dislikes.)
I am happy to say my dad would not know how to turn a computer on
Thank God
My dad is a bigger geek than I am. He's a technology freak. He has the latest mobile phone, a pocket pc (which he uses to check email and play sudoku on mostly), and a computer that he is very possessive of.
What does your dad do/or what did he do?
My daddy was a painter and decorator in an aluminium works till they contracted out. He then became a sheet aluminium supervisor or something
Hes 70 in July. He has my mum's old mobile phone which he can answer - just. We send him texts to confuse him and watch him try to answer it
That's just mean. Hee!
My mum had to have me program her phone. She has three numbers in it. I've tried to talk her into letting me show her how to get text messages...but the whole concept of SMS confuses her, and she doesn't want to talk about it. Sort of like the birds and the bees when I was growing up.
Does your mum understand mobiles more than your dad? (If he has her OLD one?)
Mum is better.
She's learnt to text but i still giggle when she sends me one - it's just so wrong
She volunteers on a suicide helpline and I think the youngsters there taught her how to do it
Thats not a helpline to help suicide btw, rather to prevent it..
Yes, well, that has a decidedly different ring to it.
How long has she been doing that? I can't imagine the emotional drain that might have. That's pretty amazing of your mum.
She hated having to give up work. She likes to keep busy but is pretty disabled because of her arthritis so decided that she could sit by a phone. Shes done it a few years now. They get lots of lonely old ladies and lonely people in general that call daily just to chat but she also receives some very disturbing calls.
Oof. I dread to imagine it. Can you imagine if Brian were on the other end of the telephone? (Not calling in...but attempting to give "counsel.")
Brian - "Look, you're mental and mental people annoy me. Don't annoy me. What do you mean, life has no meaning? Theres porn and strippers and alcohol and cheese for christ sakes, what other life meaning do you need? Go away."
Brian on call 2: "Duuuuuude. What the hell?! Drink a whiskey, watch some chicks get it on. Pick up a hot office chick with boobs. Talk dirty to the girl at Starbucks. What the f is your problem? You're right. Oooooh your life is tragic. You're whiny. Go kill yourself. I dare you." *click*
mmmmmm pancakes....
I friggin hate dieting... total crap!
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