I have many, many faults, and very few redeeming graces. I'm slowly beginning to realize that I'm a pathetic worm of a man... no, more like 25-year-old boy... who exudes none of the things a woman is looking for in a mate.
I'm in debt up to my eyeballs (think 30k), and my driving license has been revoked because of it. I have a car... but it sits in the driveway, parked indefinitely, mocking me silently.
I'm not in school. I should have graduated four years ago. I should be teaching right now. But as it is... I'm serving tables at an Outback in Centerville, Ohio.
I'm 5'5". I'm 125 lbs. I'm as pale as Conan O'Brien. I'm going bald. And I wear glasses.
I'm obsessed with pulp space opera from the 30's and 40's, and I'm obsessed with Batman. They consume most of my free time. I've always got my nose in a Jack Williamson or E. E. "Doc" Smith book, or the latest issue of BATMAN. I'm bookish, and well-read (I'm an English major), but I prefer the old pulps.
I consider myself a writer, but I don't write gradiose fiction. Once again, it's mostly pulp sci-fi or Batman scripts. I've written lots of different things in the past, but... that was in the past.
I smoke a pack a day. I smoke pot daily, too. I drink Jack straight when I go out, I can't just sip beer and have a good time. It's a double on the rocks for me, or nothing at all. So I usually end up drunk. Fortunately I'm a very nice drunk.
I'm co-dependent. I crave intimacy. I need something beyond casual friendship. "Being with family" doesn't count. I feel like, "What's the point in being happy with yourself if you have no one to share it with." Indeed? What IS the point? A world full of shiny happy people who love themselves? I love myself. Yay.
My last girlfriend was gorgeous. Now... and this is so shallow... my NEXT girlfriend has to be as gorgeous as my ex. And how many gorgeous 105 lb blondes do you know who love short skinny pale bald guys with glasses? Who like pulp space opera and Batman? Who's thirty grand in debt? Who hasn't even graduated college? None? None you say? How shocking...
I hate being single. I really, really, REALLY hate it. Fuck this "learning to love myself so I can love someone else" bullshit.
Non
I like being single. Most of the time. The times I don't go by quick enough so they don't matter too darn much. just PMS.
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Nonoxynol9 said:
I'm serving tables at an Outback in Centerville, Ohio.
I'm truly sorry. I used to live at Wright Patterson AFB. Truly a depressing area.
I can sympathize. In fact I have my entire blog to back that statement up. I hate being single too, but it usually drives me to meaningless relationships that are usually physical only. I am looking for that person who completes me without completing me. You follow? What I mean is that I am a whole person on my own. I am independant and capable of exsisting on my own, but I am looking for someone who "fits", like a puzzle piece and accpets me for who I am and loves me for who I am. Not just desires a piece of ass from me and wants nothing more.
I don't mind friends with benes, it is just that I am starting to get to that point where I would like a family. Yes, I said it. And It is something that you don't just do. You work into something like that and that takes time. So yes, I am hearing the "tick, tick" of my biological clock.
I really do care very much for the man I am seeing right now. I have been in love with him for over a year (we've been dating for four months, not in an official capacity yet, we worked together at Harley and were the best of friends) but he is not wanting marriage or a family. How is it that I find myself with these guys that so don't want the same things that I do?
I've gotten to the point where I don't care if I'm single or not. Right now I'm trying to get my life in order. (read-move out of my parents house)
Now why is it that I can't seem to focus on my priorities? I pay my bills and make plans of actions for moving out of my dad's place, but I spend a greeat majority of my time thinking about this guy. When I know he doesn't do the same in return (not being insensative, just...he's not like that).
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Stareena said:
I don't mind friends with benes, it is just that I am starting to get to that point where I would like a family. Yes, I said it. And It is something that you don't just do. You work into something like that and that takes time. So yes, I am hearing the "tick, tick" of my biological clock.
uh-oh...
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I really do care very much for the man I am seeing right now. I have been in love with him for over a year (we've been dating for four months, not in an official capacity yet, we worked together at Harley and were the best of friends) but he is not wanting marriage or a family. How is it that I find myself with these guys that so don't want the same things that I do?
ahunno...
I hate people who don't cherish their freedom.
Even more than I hate myself. And that's saying A LOT!
Nonoxynol, STFU!
Paraiah...you need to lay down.
I do enjoy my freedom. Just because I want to share my time with one exclusive person doesn't mean I want to totally give up my "freedom". I like time alone and time with friends, but I prefer the company of a someone special too.
I'm not subtracting....I'm adding. Maybe some day, I'll multiply! Currently though, I am dividing...the papers have been filed!
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Stareena said:
I hate being single too, but it usually drives me to meaningless relationships that are usually physical only.
I don't mind friends with benes
At least you can get that...
I know I have SQUAT in the way with luck with women -- in 24 years and change I've kissed ONE women, and that was at age 23 (she lied to me and cheated on me almost every night during the three weeks we were dating). I've notoriously taken my sweet time graduating, often for health problems, but I got a decent job and don't live with my parents.
Weight aside (stuck at about 230 lbs for a 5'11" frame), I'm fairly handsome, methinks, but I lack any innate sense of attractiveness to females. I'm honorable and dependable, with a good sense of morality (pretty pious Catholic, don't drink or smoke at ALL), and debt-free with a decent car, but it don't mean jack to the ladies. Being a nice guy sucks.
And while I'll never have to worry about balding, I'm going to soon shave off my beloved goatee, since my beard is turning white... 
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The Indestructible Man said:
Weight aside (stuck at about 230 lbs for a 5'11" frame), I'm fairly handsome, methinks, but I lack any innate sense of attractiveness to females. I'm honorable and dependable, with a good sense of morality (pretty pious Catholic, don't drink or smoke at ALL), and debt-free with a decent car, but it don't mean jack to the ladies. Being a nice guy sucks.
Aside from the weight, you sound exactly like me. Your lack of attractiveness isn't from your appearance, however. It's from the lack of confidence around women. It's taken me a while to develop mine and I'm sure you can build yours up too. Once you find your "swing" all the other pieces will fit in place. Nice guys do finish last... 'cause they're considerate enough to make the woman come first!
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TK-069 said:
Nice guys do finish last... 'cause they're considerate enough to make the woman come first!
Not always. They just have to find the right girl. 
No no... you missed it. Women come first...
And more than once, if a man is worth his salt...
yeah...that went right over my head lol
It's horrible being so sweet and innocent!
....right...innocent....right.....
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The Indestructible Man said:
I know I have SQUAT in the way with luck with women -- in 24 years and change I've kissed ONE women, and that was at age 23 (she lied to me and cheated on me almost every night during the three weeks we were dating). I've notoriously taken my sweet time graduating, often for health problems, but I got a decent job and don't live with my parents.
Weight aside (stuck at about 230 lbs for a 5'11" frame), I'm fairly handsome, methinks, but I lack any innate sense of attractiveness to females. I'm honorable and dependable, with a good sense of morality (pretty pious Catholic, don't drink or smoke at ALL), and debt-free with a decent car, but it don't mean jack to the ladies. Being a nice guy sucks.
And while I'll never have to worry about balding, I'm going to soon shave off my beloved goatee, since my beard is turning white...
honestly, i don't see any issue besides the confience thing.
See I-Man? There ya go! A barely legal girl wants to jump your bones!
why must you whore me out?
Fine! I'll whore you in! Now make me a sandwich!
Did you use Grey Poupon? This is absolutely exquisite!
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Stareena said:
Paraiah...you need to lay down.
I do enjoy my freedom. Just because I want to share my time with one exclusive person doesn't mean I want to totally give up my "freedom". I like time alone and time with friends, but I prefer the company of a someone special too.
I'm not subtracting....I'm adding. Maybe some day, I'll multiply! Currently though, I am dividing...the papers have been filed!
*sigh*
Same exact tune I get from just about every estrogen based lifeform I talk to. 
Sorry to sound like a broken record unto the female version of human kind, but....That's bullshit.
Cherish my freedom? My freedom to do what, exactly? Read books, jerk off, watch TV? More work? And even if I do other things to occupy my time... that's all I'm doing... occupying my time. You mean to tell me, you'd rather go through your boring-as-hell routine of a life ALONE instead of being with someone who actually finds your boring-as-hell routine of a life somewhat interesting? Simply because you equate that with freedom?
You must have been in a controlling relationship. Two mature people don't HAVE to be joined at the hip. They don't HAVE to make their decisions jointly. Two people can have entirely seperate lives and identities and still find the time and the desire to be with each other.
How exactly does being in a relationship = loss of freedom?
And I started this post, so I won't shut the fuck up. Nyah.
Non
Why, Non, do you feel that you need to be in a relationship, exactly.
could be Joe Mama. his love for the banana is also absolute.
I'm telling you guys, don't underestimate the power of prostitution.
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Nonoxynol9 said:
Cherish my freedom? My freedom to do what, exactly? Read books, jerk off, watch TV? More work? And even if I do other things to occupy my time... that's all I'm doing... occupying my time. You mean to tell me, you'd rather go through your boring-as-hell routine of a life ALONE instead of being with someone who actually finds your boring-as-hell routine of a life somewhat interesting? Simply because you equate that with freedom?
So what you're saying is; everyone's life is automatically boring if they're living it alone.
..........Okay. 
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Nonoxynol9 said:
How exactly does being in a relationship = loss of freedom?
Commitment is loss of freedom. In every sense of the word. You attach yourself to anything permenantly that weighs anything over mere ounces and will cause you to cry if broken, your freedom is gone.
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Wednesday said:
could be Joe Mama. his love for the banana is also absolute.
Nope...not me. Though I know how much you love my plantain, Wednesday. I intend to respond directly to Non9, but I'm trying to figure out just how to get my point across without making comments that would be mis-labelled as "flame-war material". My short response to Non9 is "So what are you going to do about it, besides sulk and post here?" But I actually have a few constructive points to make...
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Pariah said:
So what you're saying is; everyone's life is automatically boring if they're living it alone.
..........Okay.
Don't act stupider than you look. Anyone with a "boring" life of doing the same thing every week will get sick of it eventually. If you have someone else there you have another variable. Someone to add new stuff to your life and help find more interesting things to do.
Non: instead of being shit-depressed about no relationship, why not pick up a hobby? An expensively fun one like hanggliding or something. It can't cost more money than a new relationship with a woman would. It will give you something new to make you more interested in your own single existance. It'll show how fun a person you can be alone and thus make you more attractive to women who'll be all, "huh. It'd be fun to do stuff with him." Don't waste your time trying to find someone. If you reach a place where you can be happy yourself, you will be extremely attractive to a woman looking for someone like you. Because there's people into all kinds of people; everyone can be liked.
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Nonoxynol9 said:
How exactly does being in a relationship = loss of freedom?
Commitment is loss of freedom. In every sense of the word. You attach yourself to anything permenantly that weighs anything over mere ounces and will cause you to cry if broken, your freedom is gone.
Again. Pariah, you're a retard. Sure there's sacrifice in relationships, but you're discounting everything a relationship adds to you. You might have to stop with 7% of the things you do, but another person opens up 93% of their life to your disposal too. Didn't you ever share your toys? When you share you personally get less of the physical object but you get companionship, a playmate, a conversation, new ideas you'd never have thought of, different perspectives, etc.
...and I thought MoTA was as sad an excuse for a human being as their could be. You shame him, Pariah.
Hey Uschi, you wanna hook up? I mean, after Star leaves?
Sure.
I mentioned your possible plans of visiting Colorado early next year to Julie and she's all excited.
...if you do come, I apologise in advance. My family will harass the hell out of you. Even when I've dated, I've never brought any "boys" home to meet them. And they're all married. And will get really excited.
I don't find it hard to be on my own.
Everyday I have a mental check list of things that I want to get done and I go to bed having finished maybe half of them, because there's never enough time. I value the long, unbroken silences that are the staple of the single life.
Relationships can be fun too. None of mine have lasted for very long but I quite liked being part of a couple. You have to give up some of your freedoms, but you get back different things in return. You get an intimate view of the world as another person experiences it.
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Don't act stupider than you look. Anyone with a "boring" life of doing the same thing every week will get sick of it eventually. If you have someone else there you have another variable. Someone to add new stuff to your life and help find more interesting things to do.
And you're making this argument off of the assumption that every person alone does the same thing every week? Also that every time two people are grouped together that they in fact add something to eachother?
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Again. Pariah, you're a retard.
Yessir!
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Sure there's sacrifice in relationships, but you're discounting everything a relationship adds to you. You might have to stop with 7% of the things you do, but another person opens up 93% of their life to your disposal too. Didn't you ever share your toys? When you share you personally get less of the physical object but you get companionship, a playmate, a conversation, new ideas you'd never have thought of, different perspectives, etc.
I get enough of that from messageboards and all around acquaintences who I meet on bar stools. We exchange info and in the end, we didn't lose anything valuable or become attached to the point where we'd drag eachother down....Except maybe your anonymity (unless you lie about your name), but that's not the point. Point is, that sacrifice for campanionship is fruitless when you get right down to it. I can absorb those elements mentioned and more from elsewhere by different means (as they come up that is). And as it stands, that's a much more desirable option than a security risk that big.
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Animalman said:
...and I thought MoTA was as sad an excuse for a human being as their could be. You shame him, Pariah.
Well, considering your standards, that be a good thing. 
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Wednesday said:
Why, Non, do you feel that you need to be in a relationship, exactly.
That's a hard question to answer. Too many answers, is why.
I simply LIKE it is the easiest answer. Who doesn't like feeling like they belong to something greater than themself? Pariah excluded, since he's obviously attained a level of personal contentment rivaling celebate monks...
I enjoy my time and my freedom and the ability to do whatever I want, whenever I want it, but I would gladly trade it in order to share that time with someone who cares about me, wants to be with me, and genuinly LIKES me as a person.
I like conversation. I like it when someone listens to what I have to say. And if I'm dating a girl I obviously have an interest in what she has to say, too. Otherwise I wouldn't be dating her. Talking is fun. Debating is fun (arguing is not). I don't care what anyone thinks or says, you CAN learn something new from a significant other on a daily basis if you WANT to.
I like being to touch and be touched. I like being physical. It doesn't have to be sex, and I'm not a touchy-feely guy, but I like affection. I like it when a girl makes a move to put her hand against my back, or snuggle up against me. I like it when a girl wants to hold my hand. Or make out. I like it when I turn a girl on. What sane straight man wouldn't?
Knowing that someone has a personal interest in ME personally is the biggest thing, I think. Having a girl fall in love with you is an amazing thing. Spending time alone, pursuing activities and pleasures on your own time, with only you to enjoy them... That's all well and good. That's IMPORTANT. But... in the end... It's just you. Or you and you're 
buddies. How fulfilling.
I like to share... I WANT to share. Unfortunately, the whole point of my initial lament WAS... I don't really have anything worthwhile to share.
Yet.
Maybe I will find someone who doesn't care about all my faults... But I don't expect anyone to.
Non
P.S. You're right, Pariah. Just because two people are together doesn't mean they're happy. But I have no sympathy for those people because no one's forcing them to STAY in that relationship. Unless it's b/c of financial reasons or a kid(s)... no one HAS to be in a bad relationship. That's just laziness on their part. Break up with the fucking bitch if you don't like her. Dump the asshole if he's treating you like shit. Anyone who can't follow that logic has one too many chromosomes.
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Nonoxynol9 said:
I like being to touch and be touched. I like being physical. It doesn't have to be sex, and I'm not a touchy-feely guy, but I like affection. I like it when a girl makes a move to put her hand against my back, or snuggle up against me. I like it when a girl wants to hold my hand. Or make out. I like it when I turn a girl on. What sane straight man wouldn't?
Eh, aren't you ever scared that she would be just getting into better placement to stick a knife n your back or sumthin'? Or perhaps she's just leading you on, so later she can humiliate you for some reason? 
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P.S. You're right, Pariah. Just because two people are together doesn't mean they're happy. But I have no sympathy for those people because no one's forcing them to STAY in that relationship. Unless it's b/c of financial reasons or a kid(s)... no one HAS to be in a bad relationship. That's just laziness on their part. Break up with the fucking bitch if you don't like her. Dump the asshole if he's treating you like shit. Anyone who can't follow that logic has one too many chromosomes.
Okay, fine. You kinda went off tangent with my point, but I do agree with you.
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Nonoxynol9 said:
I like conversation. I like it when someone listens to what I have to say. And if I'm dating a girl I obviously have an interest in what she has to say, too. Otherwise I wouldn't be dating her. Talking is fun. Debating is fun (arguing is not). I don't care what anyone thinks or says, you CAN learn something new from a significant other on a daily basis if you WANT to.
This is the biggest problem I have with meeting a woman. Too many of them want to fit in and agree with everything, or they are too stupid to hold a halfway decent conversation. Hell, I'd even date an unattractive woman if she was a good conversationalist.
Star's hot
and a good conversationalist. The Double Whammy!
Damn me all you want, Joe!
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rex said:
This is the biggest problem I have with meeting a woman. Too many of them want to fit in and agree with everything, or they are too stupid to hold a halfway decent conversation.
Exactly where do you find these women? Certainly a few must hold opposing views about something.
Some do have opposing views. The difference being that we can discuss them in a polite and respectable manner. Its really hard to find a woman like that. You don't meet them at bars or most social places, I usually find them at work or work related places.
I see. Actually, I understand. I shouldn't write "I see" unless I want Pariah to explain how wrong I am.
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TK-069 said:
Hey Uschi, you wanna hook up? I mean, after Star leaves?
Hey!
Heh heh...nice. Suh-MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTH.
You know you're the only one for me!
This week.
He's such a pimp.
I'm gonna have to go with Pariah on this one, mostly.
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Joe Mama said:
He's such a pimp.
yea...i only get 5%
With incentives, depending on how well you perform each task.
how about profit sharing?
Well, looking at Robot's track record, you must be making out with six figures, what with that 5% + profit share.
So....
Any ladies up for a sober Irishman? I'm that pale ALL over...
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Wednesday said:
I'm gonna have to go with Pariah on this one, mostly.
Dont know if I exactly agree with him but he doesnt need to be crucified....
Being single isn't so bad. You can eat chocolate.
I wouldn't date a woman who didn't let me eat chocolate.
Matter of fact I'm eating Reece's peanut butter cups right now.
HEY you got chocolate in my peanut butter!
I cant recall Bill or Ted saying that line....
It was in one of the deleted scenes.
Damn thats not on my DVD!
It was on the laserdisk version.
You sure? Because my laserdisk was a copy of the chisese beta.
Is this the thread about single people?
Don't single people talk about Bill and Ted?
Yeah they didnt get married until the second movie!
Usually it's Kobe and Jenna.
They travel through time?
are you people not respecting the thread! its about single people dammit!
someone call Nowhereman and Bianca!
i thought this was the weightlifting thread?
Nobody here lifts at all but they still overwhelm fuckers...
where is the orca island police chief?
Oh I havent heard of that town...
wow. 15 years old and still a virgin.
what is this world coming to?
Pants. He only mentions it in every damn post.
It should be in his signature!
Try being SIXTEEN and still a virgin!
Then we'll talk.
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Wednesday said:
Try being SIXTEEN and still a virgin!
Then we'll talk.
What's the big fricking deal with being a teenager and a virgin, for crying out loud?
I didn't lose mine til I was 18.
I'm 23, I'm still a virgin. But that's because I'm of the opinion sex is for marriage. But, you know, that's me.
TOM WAITS lyrics - "Better Off Without A Wife"
all my friends are married
every Tom and Dick and Harry
you must be strong
to go it alone
here's to the bachelors
and the bowery bums
and those who feel that they're the ones
who are better off without a wife
I like to sleep until the crack of noon
midnight howlin' at the moon
goin' out when I wanto, comin' home when I please
I don't have to ask permission
if I want to go out fishing
and I never have to ask for the keys
Amen, brother, ayyyy-men.
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Stupid Dogg said:
I'm 23, I'm still a virgin. But that's because I'm of the opinion sex is for marriage. But, you know, that's me.
Yep, same with me, ask most that lost their virginity that young and they will say they wish they had put it off.
I don't regret not having "waited for marriage," but I don't see any urgency in rushing out and doing it for the sake of doing it. If it happens in a solid relationship (and no one under 18 can be involved in my definition of a solid relationship), then fine, let it happen.
Not to disagree Jim, but what about the high school sweethearts that marry after high school? Do they not have a solid relationship (and thus a solid marriage) because they're young? Just wanna know your viewpoints.
Thats what my parents did. High school sweethearts, married in Vegas and they have been married for almost 30 years.
I'm 26 and still a virgin! And I want some sex!
Do you want me to ask him out for you?
take him to the ice cream social!
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King Snarf said:
I'm 26 and still a virgin! And I want some sex!
Classic
this whole thread is funny
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Nonoxynol9 said:
I have many, many faults, and very few redeeming graces. I'm slowly beginning to realize that I'm a pathetic worm of a man... no, more like 25-year-old boy... who exudes none of the things a woman is looking for in a mate.
I'm in debt up to my eyeballs (think 30k), and my driving license has been revoked because of it. I have a car... but it sits in the driveway, parked indefinitely, mocking me silently.
I'm not in school. I should have graduated four years ago. I should be teaching right now. But as it is... I'm serving tables at an Outback in Centerville, Ohio.
I'm 5'5". I'm 125 lbs. I'm as pale as Conan O'Brien. I'm going bald. And I wear glasses.
I'm obsessed with pulp space opera from the 30's and 40's, and I'm obsessed with Batman. They consume most of my free time. I've always got my nose in a Jack Williamson or E. E. "Doc" Smith book, or the latest issue of BATMAN. I'm bookish, and well-read (I'm an English major), but I prefer the old pulps.
I consider myself a writer, but I don't write gradiose fiction. Once again, it's mostly pulp sci-fi or Batman scripts. I've written lots of different things in the past, but... that was in the past.
I smoke a pack a day. I smoke pot daily, too. I drink Jack straight when I go out, I can't just sip beer and have a good time. It's a double on the rocks for me, or nothing at all. So I usually end up drunk. Fortunately I'm a very nice drunk.
I'm co-dependent. I crave intimacy. I need something beyond casual friendship. "Being with family" doesn't count. I feel like, "What's the point in being happy with yourself if you have no one to share it with." Indeed? What IS the point? A world full of shiny happy people who love themselves? I love myself. Yay.
My last girlfriend was gorgeous. Now... and this is so shallow... my NEXT girlfriend has to be as gorgeous as my ex. And how many gorgeous 105 lb blondes do you know who love short skinny pale bald guys with glasses? Who like pulp space opera and Batman? Who's thirty grand in debt? Who hasn't even graduated college? None? None you say? How shocking...
I hate being single. I really, really, REALLY hate it. Fuck this "learning to love myself so I can love someone else" bullshit.
Non
I bumped this for my good friend Jaburg.
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rex said:
I've gotten to the point where I don't care if I'm single or not. Right now I'm trying to get my life in order. (read-move out of my parents house)
How's that going for you?
My moms cooking dinner right now.
I had a job interview today, and at the end of it the forman and I were chit chatting. he asked me if I was married.
"nope!" I replied
So he asked me if I had a girlfriend.
"Hell no and I hope to be single a while longer yet."
So he gave me this funny look so I said, "All women are scandalous hoes."
He just laughed and nodded his head. I think I'm gonna get the job.
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PJP said:
what's for dinner?
Mac and cheese...hold the pasta.
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PJP said:
what's for dinner?
Mac and cheese...hold the pasta.
extra socks!
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PJP said:
extra socks!
His parents wonder why ever since puberty, Rex ignores the rest of his Christmas gifts and just pleads to take down the stockings!
Well this certainly makes me feel better about my life
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rex said:
I've gotten to the point where I don't care if I'm single or not. Right now I'm trying to get my life in order. (read-move out of my parents house)
How'd that work out for you?
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Jim Jackson said:
What's the big fricking deal with being a teenager and a virgin, for crying out loud?
I didn't lose mine til I was 18.
Dude, that's gay.
You all have it all wrong. The hat trick is staying single, moving back into your folks house, and boning chicks there.
thanks i am going to try that now!
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rex said:
I've gotten to the point where I don't care if I'm single or not. Right now I'm trying to get my life in order. (read-move out of my parents house)
How'd that work out for you?
fuck you.
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Nonoxynol9 said:
I have many, many faults, and very few redeeming graces. I'm slowly beginning to realize that I'm a pathetic worm of a man... no, more like 25-year-old boy... who exudes none of the things a woman is looking for in a mate.
I'm in debt up to my eyeballs (think 30k), and my driving license has been revoked because of it. I have a car... but it sits in the driveway, parked indefinitely, mocking me silently.
I'm not in school. I should have graduated four years ago. I should be teaching right now. But as it is... I'm serving tables at an Outback in Centerville, Ohio.
I'm 5'5". I'm 125 lbs. I'm as pale as Conan O'Brien. I'm going bald. And I wear glasses.
I'm obsessed with pulp space opera from the 30's and 40's, and I'm obsessed with Batman. They consume most of my free time. I've always got my nose in a Jack Williamson or E. E. "Doc" Smith book, or the latest issue of BATMAN. I'm bookish, and well-read (I'm an English major), but I prefer the old pulps.
I consider myself a writer, but I don't write gradiose fiction. Once again, it's mostly pulp sci-fi or Batman scripts. I've written lots of different things in the past, but... that was in the past.
I smoke a pack a day. I smoke pot daily, too. I drink Jack straight when I go out, I can't just sip beer and have a good time. It's a double on the rocks for me, or nothing at all. So I usually end up drunk. Fortunately I'm a very nice drunk.
I'm co-dependent. I crave intimacy. I need something beyond casual friendship. "Being with family" doesn't count. I feel like, "What's the point in being happy with yourself if you have no one to share it with." Indeed? What IS the point? A world full of shiny happy people who love themselves? I love myself. Yay.
My last girlfriend was gorgeous. Now... and this is so shallow... my NEXT girlfriend has to be as gorgeous as my ex. And how many gorgeous 105 lb blondes do you know who love short skinny pale bald guys with glasses? Who like pulp space opera and Batman? Who's thirty grand in debt? Who hasn't even graduated college? None? None you say? How shocking...
I hate being single. I really, really, REALLY hate it. Fuck this "learning to love myself so I can love someone else" bullshit.
Non
Three words: Mail order bride.
The three words I'd say to him are Go Fuck Yourself!
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Nowhereman said:
The three words I'd say to him are Go Fuck Yourself!
I think that's why he's so grumpy.
Nicely played.
499,999 points!
By "hot as his ex" he means tranny incest guinnea pigs.
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I have many, many faults, and very few redeeming graces. I'm slowly beginning to realize that I'm a pathetic worm of a man... no, more like 25-year-old boy... who exudes none of the things a woman is looking for in a mate.
I'm in debt up to my eyeballs (think 30k), and my driving license has been revoked because of it. I have a car... but it sits in the driveway, parked indefinitely, mocking me silently.
I'm not in school. I should have graduated four years ago. I should be teaching right now. But as it is... I'm serving tables at an Outback in Centerville, Ohio.
I'm 5'5". I'm 125 lbs. I'm as pale as Conan O'Brien. I'm going bald. And I wear glasses.
I'm obsessed with pulp space opera from the 30's and 40's, and I'm obsessed with Batman. They consume most of my free time. I've always got my nose in a Jack Williamson or E. E. "Doc" Smith book, or the latest issue of BATMAN. I'm bookish, and well-read (I'm an English major), but I prefer the old pulps.
I consider myself a writer, but I don't write gradiose fiction. Once again, it's mostly pulp sci-fi or Batman scripts. I've written lots of different things in the past, but... that was in the past.
I smoke a pack a day. I smoke pot daily, too. I drink Jack straight when I go out, I can't just sip beer and have a good time. It's a double on the rocks for me, or nothing at all. So I usually end up drunk. Fortunately I'm a very nice drunk.
I'm co-dependent. I crave intimacy. I need something beyond casual friendship. "Being with family" doesn't count. I feel like, "What's the point in being happy with yourself if you have no one to share it with." Indeed? What IS the point? A world full of shiny happy people who love themselves? I love myself. Yay.
My last girlfriend was gorgeous. Now... and this is so shallow... my NEXT girlfriend has to be as gorgeous as my ex. And how many gorgeous 105 lb blondes do you know who love short skinny pale bald guys with glasses? Who like pulp space opera and Batman? Who's thirty grand in debt? Who hasn't even graduated college? None? None you say? How shocking...
I hate being single. I really, really, REALLY hate it. Fuck this "learning to love myself so I can love someone else" bullshit.
Non
I think we should all go to the Outback in Centerville, Ohio, and buy him a burger or something...
Man...
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Nonoxynol9 said:
I have many, many faults, and very few redeeming graces. I'm slowly beginning to realize that I'm a pathetic worm of a man... no, more like 25-year-old boy... who exudes none of the things a woman is looking for in a mate.
I'm in debt up to my eyeballs (think 30k), and my driving license has been revoked because of it. I have a car... but it sits in the driveway, parked indefinitely, mocking me silently.
I'm not in school. I should have graduated four years ago. I should be teaching right now. But as it is... I'm serving tables at an Outback in Centerville, Ohio.
I'm 5'5". I'm 125 lbs. I'm as pale as Conan O'Brien. I'm going bald. And I wear glasses.
I'm obsessed with pulp space opera from the 30's and 40's, and I'm obsessed with Batman. They consume most of my free time. I've always got my nose in a Jack Williamson or E. E. "Doc" Smith book, or the latest issue of BATMAN. I'm bookish, and well-read (I'm an English major), but I prefer the old pulps.
I consider myself a writer, but I don't write gradiose fiction. Once again, it's mostly pulp sci-fi or Batman scripts. I've written lots of different things in the past, but... that was in the past.
I smoke a pack a day. I smoke pot daily, too. I drink Jack straight when I go out, I can't just sip beer and have a good time. It's a double on the rocks for me, or nothing at all. So I usually end up drunk. Fortunately I'm a very nice drunk.
I'm co-dependent. I crave intimacy. I need something beyond casual friendship. "Being with family" doesn't count. I feel like, "What's the point in being happy with yourself if you have no one to share it with." Indeed? What IS the point? A world full of shiny happy people who love themselves? I love myself. Yay.
My last girlfriend was gorgeous. Now... and this is so shallow... my NEXT girlfriend has to be as gorgeous as my ex. And how many gorgeous 105 lb blondes do you know who love short skinny pale bald guys with glasses? Who like pulp space opera and Batman? Who's thirty grand in debt? Who hasn't even graduated college? None? None you say? How shocking...
I hate being single. I really, really, REALLY hate it. Fuck this "learning to love myself so I can love someone else" bullshit.
Non
Three words: Mail order bride.
Or better yet goto Venezuela. Supermodel hotties with business degrees that are dying to hook up with American fellahs. I always said if I turned 40 and wasnt married I'd just fly down there and meet one. I have two friends with smart bomb-ass south American wives, 1 Brazillian and 1 Venezuelan. Theyre both super cool and their culture is totally into that shit. I feel like an asshole popping boners to my buddies girl's but I guess it should be a compliment.
And if you dont meet a gal you wanna marry you can still have baller sex and eat filet mignons and Lobster for like 20 bucks or some shit. I was totally gonna plan a trip like this with a coupla my boys but I ended up meetin a pretty cool chick. Otherwise I extremely recommend this course of action to Nonoxynol9-minded depressives.
