thelawgoddess

f'in' canuckians!

that looks big!

what's that?

how come the one game i go to this month they lose? well, i still love the homeboys anyway.

"shitboxes on wheels" ... LOL

i think the weather's supposed to be better next week as well. (and the only flashing i will be doing are the v0 boulder problems at stone gardens.)

hmm ... rumr, where are you gonna be?

lol. you know i love you anyway, rumr. but i guess i am over 30 ...

lol. i gotcha! (i mean, i get what you're saying ...)

it's also selfish not to share. asking "what are you thinking?" is not the same as asking "do you love me?" and if you take it that way, yeah - *issues*. a lot of times i'm genuinely interested in just making conversation.

i'm not going to give you any crap; i'm going to tell you straight up. it does f'ing matter. not to every woman out there, but to me, yes. let me start off by telling you that when i go to a club i go to dance ... but i would rather dance by myself than dance with some guy i'm not interested in. dancing with someone is almost like having sex with them. (unless they're a friend, which is a whole different scenario, and i assume we're talking strangers here.) if you're gorgeous, all you have to do is make a move. hell, if you're gorgeous chances are i will make the move on you. i'm personally not afraid to go after what i want -- if i want it bad enough. if you're "ugly" ... well that's where things get complicated. ugly strangers basically have no chance. none. zip. nada. sorry, charlie; it just ain't gonna happen. if you're an "ugly" friend, you've got a chance. timing has a lot to do with it, and lots of things come into play as to whether anything will ever happen and whether it will a one-time gig or a f'-buddy situation. i won't go into details, but i hope that helps.

i used to think this. i kept asking him, "what are you thinking?" and he would always say, "nothing." at first i thought he just didn't want to tell me (for whatever reason) ... and then one day it finally hit me -- that he was actually not thinking about a god-damned thing! it was difficult for me to fathom, but it was real eye-opener.

well, maybe it depends on your definition of complex because many of the complexities i'm talking about are not created by me. maybe i make my life complex by allowing them into my life, but in this society there are certain responsibilites we take on and certain hoops we jump through to get where we want to be. to me, complexity is not necessarily a bad thing. if all i did was eat and shit, i'd be pretty bored with life.

you might be able to break it out but do you actually know what to do w/it? lol.

sorry, fence; i misunderstood. i'd still like to teach you a few things, though.

sweetheart you have much to learn. only men need pills when they get older. women get better with age.

so are men!

REALLY? did you know seattle has a record store that only carries d'n'b?

Nope, they've got hands (well, fingers) too, same as Trask. among other things ...

no, it REALLY is. don't fool yourself. very few people actually live simple lives, and i certainly don't personally know any. how you handle it is a whole different story, but life IS complex. and if at least part of it wasn't ... you wouldn't even be in this conversation.

no f'ing doubt!!!

umm. because life *is* complicated?

tsk, tsk. i think off's got you beat here. tell 'em, off.

you've got to be kiddin' me. most guys prefer not to say a damned thing. probably because they have no idea what they're thinking. that, or they're just not thinking!