.
.
Pounding my head against the walls to try and get my legs back under me. I do have a headache and the wall looks sort of funny now. Legs remain firmly dispossessed of function. Well, that was fun. Perhaps I ought to become a goth cutter girl? Bah, it would not work, I cannot enjoy pain like the rest of you lucky saps. No, I will simply have to figure out the tangle and get one thread apart at a time. The threads appear faster than I can work though. It is a darn good thing they retired me. Then again, I do not think there was much choice. They nor I could change that.
I did do a few things today, and might do a few more. Dinner and a movie, something for the headache, trash out, dishes set to soak, again. And maybe bedtime if I can coax the neurons to cease and desist. It is not all that much but it would be a recent record level of activity. Just what else I have done today is record setting. I need to make a goal to get the house cleaned up, dishes done, and driveway cleared so that I can have my friend for dinner. Right after I win the lottery (which I do not play)? Could be, but that is... the focus. If there is such a thing.
Well, good night. Probably. It is good here, just a little frustratingly slow. Be well.
So mid day, 1:15pm, daughter came home from her tan for a bite to eat before afternoon classes. Looked at me then with a "Man, do YOU look just tired.."..
ReplyDeleteErm yeah, I had been up since she was 8:30am, went for a 10km run in the snow, bathed, and made her lunch.. I DESERVE TO LOOK TIRED!
LMAO Little bugger.
Have your friend over, a little light lovin is in order ;)
Well, he is a dudage type too. So, it's more chuckles, piss and moan sessions, added in with good eats. All in a light hearted, jovial, odd way. I would like to say I am like a son to him. He never quite got into being a father though. So, while friends, it's still strained somehow. How about an informal family night?
ReplyDeleteAh WW you must be mistaking that odd semi-failed relationship with the hippie-chick girl from Iowa. YIIkes, to suggest a "little light lovin" with a crusty old curmudgeon makes my scrotum shrivel right up!
ReplyDeleteHey Doom, you ever considered a dating website like OKCupid.com or PlentyofFish.com? I signed up for one when it seemed for certain that Daisycat and I were going our separate ways. I think my being "separated" and not "single" keeps the hordes at bay, but you? Well I have a feeling you'd need to invest in a big stick or two to keep 'em in line.
Well, I had a cousin do it. Every girl he actually met fidged. A few extra pounds always ended up being another person and a half... my size. Wowza. Oh, wait, I did try once. The girl was nice. She was on the pudge side, but not... beyond the pale if you know what I mean. Problem was, she worked two and a half jobs (with no notion of quitting), was going to school, and had no life to offer. As well, she was not able to have children. Ex-Air Force, she might have been nice. But... beside the children thing, she didn't have much to offer. Sex a few times a month? I am not, exactly, sure what she was looking for or wanted, but without time to give...
ReplyDeleteI suppose I could try again. Some of those are hellholes though. Even the Catholic dating sites were mostly women almost just offering it without commitment (when you say you are for birth control and abortion, you pretty much say your open for business, as a woman). Just... saying. Bah!
Say, are you TRYING to get me in trouble of the feminine kind!?! Well, thanks! I think. IIRC... hehehe
ReplyDeleteHeh. Every rose has its thorns. Some thorns have roses. The trick is discerning the difference.
ReplyDeleteThat and carefully examining profile photos for telltale clues to hidden body size. Or just going all Sir Mix-A-Lot on the lot of 'em.
"Going Sir Mix-A-Lot"? I do not know what that means. Not even a clue, unless you mean making sure they know beefallo need not apply or getting down with whatever arrives? Remember that song, Funky Cold Medina? That is what my luck has been so far. Well, minus tricky dicky and maybe a few others... but the idea...
ReplyDeleteBaby Got Back
ReplyDeleteJust gotta supply the "prick"?
ReplyDeleteI don't speak that speak. I think you imply through the "song" that I am to simply enjoy the plenitude? Sorry guy, I just don't speak blatin. I never do quite get their stuff. But... I can't if that is your suggestion.
ReplyDeleteNow, I don't mind a little extra. If there is form in a figure. But some I have seen... Not with YOUR tool would I drill those (hills, mountains?). Just... I have limits. I have a cousin (other than the one mentioned previously who tried dating sites, though brothers) who loves them big, mean and ugly too. Seriously. I did not even want to know. It's almost as creepy to me as thinking about my parents having... getting... Well, you know.
Oh, hey WW, you snuck up on me.
ReplyDeleteOh, I can supply. In... more ways than one depending on with whom you wish to speak. I shouldn't admit this on live tv! Ah well.
Well you gotta draw the line somewhere, no doubt.
ReplyDeleteMe? A little extra cushion for the pushin' is ok. Padding on the curves, sure. But rolls? Bags? Nooo! Cottage cheese butt? Aaa! Head for the hills!
Just sayin' there is a lot of territory between "Cosmo" and "Hungry Hungry Hippo". I tease Daisycat about her Healthy Hungarian Peasant Bottom, but it's good to me.
Junk in the trunk ;)
ReplyDeleteDating sites are typically "get laid by someone not choosy" sites :)
Real live, real life.
Get out, be out, join a group - an activity.. be heard AND SEEN!
It's not easy, but then again why would you settle for easy?
Easy=crabs.. weird where my mind goes!!!!
LMAO
Perhaps some are, yes. But there is nothing so effective at scaring you back into what you already have than to take a peek and see just what a bleak and utter wasteland the 40+ dating scene is.
ReplyDeleteDoom, take a look. I've been amusing myself lately:
Further proof of efficacy