Why? Why FSM? Why?
I pray to the Flying Spaghetti Monster to tell me why, oh why this person would feel that this image was something to post on a dating site. So far the answer is not forthcoming. Which, I almost feel is some kind of pun, based on this image, but I am not sure, it could be sleep deprivation talking. Picture is mildy NSFW and even more NSF your sanity.
In other news…
So I did NOT go out with this guy last night. I really debated it, but in the end I decided that it’s just not my nature to go on dates with people that I haven’t even gotten to know via email. I am not one of those “how high when you say jump” girls, and there’s no reason to go out with some guy if I don’t feel comfortable, even if he is both cute and funny. If he won’t take the time to get to know me via email then he doesn’t get me. If he doesn’t get me, why do I want to meet him? He could put in some effort is what I am saying.
But to prove I am not a total chickenshit headcase, I AM meeting someone else for coffee tomorrow, so there! This guy has been emailing with me for three weeks, we got to know each other, decided to meet and now we’re going to. He took the time to make sure I felt comfortable meeting him, and we’re meeting in the daytime at a busy coffee place, not at night in some dark club full of drunks. Altogether a better situation. That other guy was funny as hell though… but, que sera, sera.
In still other news…
It’s finally back in the 80’s here, so cool enough for yard work. I bought a string trimmer and totally had the power as I chopped down weeds willy-nilly. I did not so much have the power when something ricocheted off and cut my leg, but it was just a scratch. It’s almost made me think I might sow some grass out in that area rather than gravelling it over, because this only took about 10 minutes and was kind of fun. I will have to take some pictures this afternoon, because I have the coolest stuff coming up that I grew from seed! I am so impressed with myself for that, honestly. And there’s something called Amish Broom Corn that is freaking amazing. OK, all for now. Wish me luck for tomorrow that I don’t barf in nervousness and that the poor man doesn’t run screaming at the sight of me. :-p
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1. It totally doesn’t suprise me that there’s a West Coast Choppers thing hanging on the wall in the background.
2. Are those skidmarks…on the front of his tighties? Gross.
Good luck on the dating thing :D If nothing else I hope you meet new friends…because, really, the dating sites I’ve seen are nothing but fuckbuddy hookup sites.
Oh, as for my site….right now, I’m without internet. Well, kinda. Right now, I have it, and I’m praying it doesn’t go away, but Verizon has lots o’ shit to fix.
Honestly, when I get the results of this latest blood test back, it wouldn’t surprise me if I had testosterone out the fuck in my system. The way I am feeling cannot be normal.
Sorry for scorching your retinas fishy :|
What are they testing for this time? Or do they just go “we’ll do some blood work and see what we come up with” and then try to guess the problem?
Prolactin is one of the things, and general hormone levels. I still say it’s my damn thyroid. Despite that I get to have an ultrasound on Wednesday to see if everything looks normal in my lady parts. :roll:
Wish they’d look at my damn thyroid gland.
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And wow, thanks for the incredible hard laugh last night. I showed it to Hugh, who also could not stop laughing. Well, after he recovered from his blindness.
I never drank so much liquid in such a short time in my life. I probably would have passed out drinking that much if it had been beer. At least they send you off to the bathroom as soon as they’re done with the test. “The bathroom is around the corner, head for the waiting room over there when you’re done.” I mean they know you have to pee.
Sue, is he still laughing? :lol: