Ha! another one, I find it funny that I started this thread. Now I'm trying to remember what prompted it.
and for the record I still agree with my original post.
Ha! another one, I find it funny that I started this thread. Now I'm trying to remember what prompted it.
and for the record I still agree with my original post.
Do, or do not. There is no try. - Yoda
Who started a thread is unimportant. What matters is who hijacks it.Originally Posted by papayahed
--THE HIJACK KING
Wait till Stan sees this
I have a plan: attack!
uhuh!!...u sound like grandma
And the gates of this Chapel were shut,
And Thou shalt not, writ over the door:
So I turned to the Garden of Love,
That so many sweet flowers bore. - "The Garden of Love", William Blake.
huh? I don't see Stan around.
Do, or do not. There is no try. - Yoda
I raised my brother little Eva since I was five and a half and he was two and a half and I just naturally assumed the protective don't do that until you are supposed to posture. I have been like that always thru necessity. I remember once telling my little brother Nelson he had to eat his soup, it was very necessary. I didn't want to get a spanking for not getting to eat it and he was adamant that he hated soup.
Well you are only to eat the left side of the bowl and not the right side" I admonished. He laughed and started eating.When it was finished he scowled at me and shouted "you said I only had to eat the left side.' He was a little thick as a plank when he was little.
I used to save up my paycheques when I was sixteen and distribute most of the money to my step siblings for an allowance because our parents never bothered with that sort of th ing. I felt it was important for them to learn how to save and use money. Sorry if I came across that way, but I see greatness in you and you have a kazillion years to worry about that stuff. Look at Starr, she is none the happier for having fooled around probably since he was ten!
oh sweet rachel...
I just loved it when u said
I always have felt bad of not having an older sister... you actually sounded like you cared.
and I'm not bothered about dating myself anyways!...
...and alright i won't care about "dating", I'll take your advice and give more time to my studies!
I was kidding about the grandma thing, i suddenly wish there were more emoticons on litnet....they help you to express so much better!
And the gates of this Chapel were shut,
And Thou shalt not, writ over the door:
So I turned to the Garden of Love,
That so many sweet flowers bore. - "The Garden of Love", William Blake.
Well, duh; no. I would know I wouldn't want to keep it longer than one night, so I would keep it only as something "occasional."
Wirhe, what do you mean duh well no. You sound like a well of intrigue, surely you could find a waterfall of great things to learn about yourself in successive dates.
Smiling, you are too adorable.I guess I have always been a little mother even when I still sucked my thumb in kindergarten, grade one and two( I was admitted into grade one when I was four. huge mistake.)I still had to look after my brother(not in the flesh but in the heart anyway) and i just assumed the protective mommy role.
by the way are those your particular eyes on your page across from your avy? wow.
I could never respect anyone who would stoop so low as to date me. And I would like to retain my respect of myself (or at least my ill-founded semblance of respect
“As Kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame . . .”
Why disqualify the rush? I'm tabled. I'm tabled.
I could never respect anyone who would stoop so low as to date me. And I would like to retain my respect of myself (or at least my ill-founded semblance of respectsuch irony
Only if I were asexual. Ah, only if...
Do asexuals date? Er, themselves?
“As Kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame . . .”
Why disqualify the rush? I'm tabled. I'm tabled.
Absolutely, I love myself enough as it is though. Besides two me-s would make the universe collapse.
Oh, good heavens, No! I would not date myself. I can be a prickly, moody little thing, I have an incredibly hard time mantaining anything even remotely resembling emotional intimacy and I like my solitude and independence way too much. I would never have the patience for someone like me.
the luminous grass of the prairie hides
feet lovely and still as sleeping doves,
porcelain bones strong enough to carry a life,
but weighty and unmovable
As black Dakota hills. ~ Riesa
Well with all sorts of new laws about marriage being proposed, maybe I can marry myself.
LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
My literature blog: http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/
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