I ask myself this every morning I wake up next to my girlfriend.Quote:
Originally Posted by Brightside
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I ask myself this every morning I wake up next to my girlfriend.Quote:
Originally Posted by Brightside
So I just started reviting Ren & Stimpy and am happy to say it holds up remarkably well. Just utterly ridiculous stuff. All those bizarre body and facial contrortions make for some nice laughs. The soundtrack seems to be a mix of classical music and old Hollywood film scores, which I find awesomely ironic.
Well, this is harsh.
http://i.imgur.com/hOZXT.png
Reminds me strongly of this.
Ouch.
It's Duckie backlash.
In my experience if you cultivate friendships with enough women many of them will end up falling for and/or having sex with your introspective self. Of course you do have to be a little charismatic and engaging and can't fall in love with them prior to entering into a relationship.
I find it complex and frustrating to be friends with men to whom I am attracted, especially if they date idiots. If they date/marry nice people, then I am okay with it.
I'm very good at turning off the attraction center of my brain, though. I can compartmentalize into "can't have" and it just evaporates.
On a similar note I find it easy to compartmentalize between physical attraction and more significant attraction. In most cases the attraction is just physical and I can tell that no lasting relationship would form with the girl for such and such reasons. That makes it much easier not to fall for them.Quote:
Originally Posted by Mara
I've never fallen in love with anyone. I hear it's nice.
I love plenty of people, though, in non-romantic ways. I feel like I have lots of love in my life.
Harsh indeed, but a lot of truth in that.
I meant to pick up a sandwich for lunch but ran out of time while on errands and finally picked up some Hot Pockets at the pharmacy to heat up and eat quickly.
Dear sweet heaven, those are like an angry god's punishment. I enjoy junky food, but these were beyond disgusting. I couldn't finish one, and I may just throw up. Holy crap, my body hates me right now.
Hot pocket, hot pocket?Quote:
Originally Posted by Mara
Exactly. Gross.Quote:
Originally Posted by Qrazy
I find them useful as throwing objects against manipulative cult leaders breaking into your home.
Frozen? Or do you heat them up first?Quote:
Originally Posted by number8
And if you heat them up, do you use the little cardboard sleeve?
Yeah, okay. I threw that up like three times.
Beware the Hot Pocket! Warn others!
Ouch. Sorry Mara.
I hope I'm not that guy. I can't help how I feel about my coworker, still. I asked a while ago, October. She said no. I said ok, your decision, I won't bring it up again. And I haven't. But I do still want to be friends. If she ever feels interested in me, then she does. If she doesn't ever, she doesn't ever. But if she feels eternally not quite comfortable (nor exactly uncomfortable) around me and keeps me at arm's length without ever letting us become better friends, then that's what happens, and I'm sure a good bit of that is my doing. If that's what happens, I'd regret not being closer to her as friends. But I'd understand it. And yeah, I can see several reasons why we'd never be a long-term success story. But eh, I don't believe that duration connotes value in a relationship. But I hope I'm not that guy. I hope I could see myself truthfully if I were.
Yep. Threw up a Hot Pocket at maybe 12, 13 years old. Haven't tried one since.
I didn't give this guy permission to write my biography. I'm gonna sue.Quote:
Originally Posted by number8
By the way, I had a scrotal ultrasound today. Won't know any results until Monday. The gel is much warmer than I thought it would be. Only took a few minutes. Female technician/nurse, but she was nice.
I used to be that guy completely, and I still kinda am. I'm trying to be more confident and optimistic, to go out more, to not pine as much. Life begins at 26. Hrphbpapdhk.
Tonight, Australia v. United States - watching it at the Harlequin Inn down the street from our pad. It's going to be awesome. Wonder if I'll get my ass kicked if I cheer on the US?
I interpret that cartoon as a rejection of love.
And that guy should remember the third law of pimping: Don't chase, replace!
Hot Pockets are unfairly maligned. I find them quite tasty.