Raymy

(there are no guidelines for this, are there? I keep trying to get mine to make sense, somewhat, and um ... well ... I'm not seeing that to be a common theme. Usually, after reading other posts ~ yes, Shiva, I am looking at yours ~ I find my face contorted into a half smile, half grimace while scratching my tilting head. I shake it off, and mutter, "weird", and then chuckle. I suppose that's the aim, though, to get at least a soft chortle, hopefully a large belly laugh.) May All Really Kinky Idiots Never Go Skydiving I N S O U C I A N C E

What I think is somewhat ironic is that when anyone "wishes" for a specific type of weather, they usually are unhappy about it when it comes. That could be due to the phenomena that too much of a good thing is bad. "I wish it would rain" lady probably wishes it would stop raining by day 3. I grew up on the prairies (that would be north of Montana and N. Dakota) and our winters were coooold, with deep, dry snow. The shovelling was never ending, you had to use your imagination as to where the roads stopped and the sidewalks started, four-lane roads become two, if you were lucky! Some became one way because the town's snow plows didn't get to side streets. Yeah, and I get the wind thing. But we dressed for the occasion. At least, the smart ones did. Teenagers (me too when I was one), would go with bare-faces and hands, running shoes instead of boots, no hats. You've seen 'em. Hell, we have them out here in Vancouver, where its mild, wearing shorts in refrigerator temperatures. Anyway, I complained every year that it was too much for me and I would move to the coast where winters are mostly rain. So I finally did when I was 26 and you know what happened? The snow we would sometimes get (like the past 2 days) is so wet and heavy that I started wishing for prairie snow so I could take my son out sledding "properly". And the rain? Oh yeah, the temperatures aren't nearly as cold but when you're soaked to the core, your body can't tell, it just knows its shivering and miserable and your fingers are still devoid of all feeling. Wishing it would stop by day 3 is commonplace, wishing it would stop by day 14 is also commonplace. I've spent more time indoors since living out here, than my whole childhood in prairie winters. At least back then, we had sunshine after a snowstorm and we could bundle up, go out and play when we weren't shovelling and getting into car accidents from black ice. Here, I had to start taking Vitamin D3 because of the lack of sunshine. So you see, there is always better weather somewhere else. I bet if I lived where it was warm all the time, I'd be saying I was too hot, or the humidity was too high and a nice light rain would be really nice. If that's what you mean by weather ironies, no, you are not the only one that gets it.

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Your Love is King in my pants. (Sade)

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Well, you see, I don't really want to change my settings because I enjoy your posts so much, I don't want to miss out on any. But thanks for trying to help a fellow out, I noticed that about you. Please don't be sorry for that one. Sure, typos can really fuck up a story, making it unreadable. Like you said, 7999 readers probably just stopped, scratched their heads, and gave up. (NOT!) It's the funny ones that should stay, and brighten our day. Besides, a forum post doesn't necessitate perfection in spelling or coherency. We're all just talkin' out of our asses, anyway. You're right that she wasn't a strong, independent heroine. She probably deserves to get a dose of reality since all her previous torment was brought on herself. I guess what I really meant was that winning by any means, even if you're a coward and someone else rescues you, is the outcome I've been weaned on by American television and movies since I was knee high to a grasshopper. I've come to expect, no, DESIRE it. *chuckles* Seriously, I love having my eyes opened to an alternate way of thinking, but slowly, you know? I'm the kind who eases into the hot tub, acclimating to the extreme temperatures.

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You bet I know. That's exactly what I've said my whole life. I would have never had anything to do with her if we weren't related. However, I must say that having her as a sister has given me many 'teachable moments'. It made me able to deal with similar people I've met and had to work with. I guess I have a higher tolerance for that kind of behaviour because I've had to reconcile myself to not having any power to change her.

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I like ranting in general, don't need PMS help. My family is pretty good. I'm happy with the lot I drew. Well, except... my next older sister. It could be because we grew up together, but mostly its because she's an idiot. She discovered early in her life that if she couldn't compete intellectually in our family, she would excel at being the poor, sick one. It's an art form, really, because she is very poor (on government assistance) and always sickly (mostly psychosomatic). And its ironic, because she actually excels at art ... forms. She's good at drawing, sculpture, photography, even crafts. She tried to be an actress, but couldn't bring herself to get past the classes. She refuses to use her talent to support herself. It's sad, and I would never have chosen her life. She claims she didn't, but she never takes responsibility for the choices (or lack thereof) she made to end up here. And that is the crux of my conflict with her. I have a personal peeve with people who refuse to acknowledge their own actions, how said actions have directed their life and impacted those around them.

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Please Read Over Typos Or Take Your Printing Elsewhere S Y S T E M I C

Okay, you got a big ROTFLMAO with that one. Women Advertise To Eager Romeos For A Little Love M O T H E R

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I had to look up "coteries" Adolescent Boy Screws Oedipal Lady Unleashing Tantric Experience C O P U L A T E

I think the captcha has a mouthful of marbles on most of the words. with disco - fine. The answer to the obvious question, "If I take you out dancing, will you come home with me after? They're playing disco?"

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