| THIS IS A READ-ONLY ARCHIVE FROM THE SORABJI.COM MESSAGE BOARDS (1995-2016). |
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There is my girlfriends friend Bryan. The radio DJ that is quickly adding on to his empire of over 30 radio stations of programming. Tall, funny as hell, great conversationalist, almost too kind.... Then he said we should go out. Without my girlfriend. And then I realized he had a little goatee...And I don't particulary care for facial hair.... And my exboyfriend from High School. Whom I broke up with because we were going to college and I thought we should get a 'full expierence.' Well, we are out of school now....and you know how it is with old friends. We have the same interests, both work in the computer field, enjoy the same movies and have a hell of a good time at the bars.... And then he mentioned that we should start seeing each other, because we really should have never broken up in the first place four years ago... And I can't help but remember how poorly he played the trumpet in high school (although I thought it was cute back then)... I haven't spoken to him in a week. But I do DATE. The guys I date I like to call 'quirky.' My friend Lyn likes to call them 'rejects of society.' Ok, so maybe those relationships don't last more that a few dates. But its all just about sex anyways.... Oh did I mention that I spent some time sleeping with the High School Boyfriend (not while in high school, but often in the last two years) and the DJ (for the past 3 months)? I'm working on the Vet next... Am I missing something? Today I spent the day with my girlfriend who has the live in boyfriend.... I spent half of it defending my lifestyle... And the other half listening to her lament of all of his mistakes.. This has got to be some sort of trick question... |
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my new advice is to use birth control. lots and lots of it. |
I wasn't necessarily asking for advice. Simply commenting on views of society and how my seemingly warped opinions of people get in the way of true intimacy in my relationships (intimacy, not necessarily sex) |
i was always wondering why you seemed to date so many people while married, i thought you just had some sort of open relationship, which is another one of those things i just don't get. but that's just me. also, i didn't want to piss you off again, because it's just no fun to piss dani off, let me tell ya. |
Uhhh...Hi I'm Dani (from here on out known as DANIELLE :-) I'm 22, never been to Florida, and the part about pissing me off? Well...you got that one right! haha |
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But Danielle -- why'd you nix the vet? Becuz he has too much happy-voice on his answering machine? Jeez -- I used to leave all kinds of insane stuff on my machine -- music/impressions /word-of-the-week/ficticious msgs. for various gov't. offices; "You have reached the Queens County Morgue : To check the status of an autopsy, Press 1. To confirm the identity of a body/Press 2. To report a death/you must call 911-- ask for Dets. Bayliss or Pembleton. And remember, Don't Touch Anything At The Scene." All kinds of crazy msgs/just to make my friends laugh when they called me. Or if someone I didn't want to talk to was buggin me/ I'd just scream "HANG UP & DON'T CALL AGAIN!" into the tape & that wd be the 1st thing people wd hear. (Which was very disconcerting to my mother when she'd call...) But it was all a goof/y'know? Living in NY makes everyone a little crazy. Maybe Dr. Doolittle just likes to have an upbeat msg. becuz he wants to project that to people who call. But nobody's *always* bright-eyed & bushy tailed. He cd turn out to be a very interesting man. You shd give him a chance before writing him off. Ditto for the DJ. I mean/how wd you feel if you discovered some guy had blown you off just becuz you had a pierced nose? Or were a brunette instead of a blonde? Superficial annoyances like that tend to disappear once you hang out w/someone & have the chance to see who they really are. Which may have nothing to do w/what they look like. "Don't judge a book by it's cover". Capisce? Even if it turns out that the attraction isn't mutual/at least you cd end up making a new friend -- who cd introduce you to some of his friends... |
R.C., I think I love you. -Yaphet- |
I hate his rug/but I've always liked his work. But never knew he was a real-live prince. And a realtive of the Queen Mum! (See -- now where's OB when he needs to be here? Man, what I wdn't give to drop THAT fucking bomb on his ass!) |
a swift kick in the ass would get your point across much more effectively. and y'know... if *i* were the descendant of the queen mum, i sure as hell wouldn't go around bragging about it... but i guess that's just me. |
Puleeze. I'd be camped out on the steps of Balmoral tomorrow/demanding my cut/if it were me! |
but the drawback is having to admit to having some of that inbred royal blood flowing through your veins... ack. as far as the currency thing goes, that would be pretty phat... but as far as i know, all the west indian countries are independent now... anyway, R.C., you've gotta do me a big favor. (and i'm down on my knees begging here) please, please, PLEASE never call me as a "buppie" again. yech. i feel so dirty. i'm gonna go take a shower then curl up in front of the tube. i think i've got your cold. |
And a side order of grilled tequila shrimp fajitas? Extra spicy on the salsa? Sorry if the Buppie tag offended. But to me/thou art a Buppie in the best sense of the word: Black Urban Professional ParlimentFunkadelic-Imbibing Enigma. |
Margaritas? WOOHOO!! Jose Cuervo you are a friend of mine!! Wait...am I invited? You know, me and Jose, we could really liven up the party.... |
I knew there had to be a reason for his regalness....even if I can't spell it. I think I'll go push a camera guy down the stairs now... |
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrowl! P.S. Dear Danielle, the aka bit is MINE. haha... |