But don't tell- that is too crazy man
Celebrating 13 years since my divorce and I'm still loving the freedom.
I’m battling severe insomnia lately when I’m frequently awake for the entire night. When I finally fall asleep I’ve been having really crazy dreams and / or nightmares. Yesterday I woke up completely terrified from a nightmare, and just now I woke up laughing my head off. I dreamed I was running through some dirt roads and down steep hills wearing high heeled shoes that were two different sizes, an expensive business suit with a tight skirt, and I was late to go on a road trip with a much younger former coworker who was pregnant but hadn’t told anyone yet. The real kicker was that I had just come back from the hairdresser where I had gotten my luxurious long hair (in real life) cut into a mohawk. Oh yeah and I was struggling to carry a bunch of recycling stuff in a bag because I couldn’t find anywhere to properly dispose of it. I may actually be completely losing my mind at this point but at least it’s entertaining!
Good looking women that complain about dating are too picky in my opinion. They have too many options. Dating for good looking women is easy. Put up a profile pic and get 100's of messages and then pick the best looking guy. He pays for the date and you find something wrong with him and update your picture and get another 100 messages and start all over.
If a woman is good looking and not completely crazy she should have no trouble dating in the Lower Mainland.
It's not so much that I want you to love me. It's that I want someone to prove that I'm worthy of love.
There's a wonderful young woman at work with anterior pelvic tilt. Every time I see her, I want to kiss her bottom.
I’ve tried being patient, polite, even altering my routine so I don’t have to be in your vicinity.
You wanna be a selfish prick, I’m gonna be in your face now! You’ve been warned.
The show still occasionally packs a kick. I thought that the PC babies skit was hilarious. My girlfriend did not laugh. Mars and Venus strikes again.
balding head, overly hairy body, wimpy voice, small hands and feet, tacky sleeve tattoos...it’s amazing what people will settle for when they’re desperate.
This hasn’t been a good year for me. My parents are getting old, my brother is getting divorced, my wife lost her job, I’ve had to fight tooth and nail for recognition at work, nights out have gone sideways, attending events have been disappointing, side hustles have been too much stress and not worth the money they bring in, I can go on. There’s been only small fragments of joy this year: a few days of vacation, seeing something new, learning at a workshop or two. Pretty much everything has been uphill and unsatisfying when I’ve reached the summit. I just want this year to end and I want to clear this feeling of disappointment and start 2019, leaving this behind me once and for all. I’m exhausted from putting in so much effort for so little gain, all year.
I was so confused by whether ours was a close friendship or the beginning of a relationship. I think you were flattered by my long looks at you - lord knows you would eat compliments three meals a day if you could. I was amazed by your stares at me. But now I think those stares were not attraction, but contemplation. You were deciding how to manage me compassionately, weren’t you? I think you sensed my confusion so you began talking about other women being hot - women who look nothing like me - and other women that you keep on the line, including an old flame that you call up from time to time. I’m sorry it took me so long but I got it now, pal. Give me some time to focus on your negatives and the attraction will wear off for me. And then we can settle into being friends.
I’m not interested in going to my upcoming staff Xmas party for a number of reasons. It’s on a night where I have to get up bright and early for a shift the next morning. Also, I deal enough with idiots at work and to have to see more of them past work hours sounds sickening. And I hate drinking so it won’t be fun to watch them all get drunk. It’s a lame excuse for employees,managers and supervisors to get completely wasted and gossip about other people. I’m capable of being relatively happy on my own, so I’m just going to embrace the solitude by enjoying a nice quiet evening at home.
New high rise about to start across the street. Another on the corner. And oh yes yet one or two more down the street. Add to that the TUNNEL! in the works nearby and it just might be time to move. Where are my trousers?
I can't stand social media influencer's. These jackasses call up my business for free shit and give me a whole speech about the 50K followers they have. So they want some free shit to give me a mention. So where are these 50K people? What are the chances they will visit Vancouver and my business? What's my expected ROI on giving you a freebe? Why is the grammar on your site so bad?
Remove your head from your anus. We all want to go through life getting free shit and showing off to others. Doesn't mean I have to give in.
Work stressed me out so much today that I smoked some weed and had two beers to take my mind off. Apparently they say it’s bad to mix booze with pot though nothing happened. I just fell asleep and copped some Zs.