oh, I see, no plans for going out this Fri. night?

back to bleh again?

shoop shoop.

thanks, 2kidsmom and alookat.. good to have some readers :)

there's dancing? ****.

hm, indeed, is it totally obvious I'm new here?

*sings along with Bad Religion on the phone*

no, i'm a pirate, that's my eyepatch. ahoy, matey, shiver me timbers and all that.

but I got you laughing, which was my original goal ;)

How about chocolate? Sunshine? The beach?

next, you'll tell me you hate popcorn? cotton candy? apple pie?

and I was tryin to cheer her up, lol.

Sure i love transformers too, but the third movie's getting to be a bit much..

First one, good.
Second one, ehhh.
Third one, boo.

;) I'm sure you hate things I like, like hot dogs or something, lol.

yep, world hunger, Karate Kid remakes, and a third Transformers movie :)

what's wrong?

Thank God it's Friday, boys and girls.

I miss her laugh. I miss her smile. I miss feeling like we were the only two people on this world who mattered, and everything else could just fall away.

We've all been there where we question if there's anyone out there for us. Hell, why else would we be here on a dating site? At some basic level, we must believe there's at least a chance to meet someone special here. So, the good thing is you're not alone in that wondering.

Now, for my advice: I'm a little older so I can say this, but what you need to do is stop beating yourself up. It makes you sound desperate and unattractive. Women don't like that, and you become less of a challenge for them if you're too needy like that. What you need to do is sorta like the Mike Damone from Fast Times at Ridgemont High idea: "whatever it is you are doing, that's the best place to be because you're doing it."

And one more thing, you're in your 20s, you said? Dude, I'm 31, there are guys here in their 40s, 50s, 60s that I've seen. The odds of time tell me that you're going to have a lot of chances, some more failed relationships, and maybe even meet the right one. So just keep a good self-image about yourself, and enjoy the ride.

thanks, I think. :)

Their pains and delights we require.
Yet, it is easy to playfully deceive.
To wear the mask of insufficient desire and fire.
Burn me with your brand as I miss out on your land.
And when they speak of me, speak goodly for I meant not to leave a hole in your sand.
Though indecency requires that I speak not of what I feel,
It becomes much easier to just go ahead and conceal.
But eventually I shall rise against my own self-imposed chains, and may God grant you the difference to know I wasn't insane.