Snyder ,'Empty Places'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
{{{DJ & your Mr.}}}
I had total disconnect with 15, but that's probably normal. I missed 27-30. I think there was some good sex in there, and photos indicate I had a great body, but I was a few methods short of an object.
Off to drive down to the Temple of Poseidon at Sounio and watch the lunar eclipse! Wish me no car wrecks driving on country roads in the dark.
DJ, I am so sorry.
Has anyone else ever had a disconnect with turning a certain age?
Yes. This last one (38). I've been having a lot of "what the hell have I done with my life?" thoughts since then.
Disconnects? All the time, really, but the period from 20 to 26 seems especially bad. That's what comes from living in a small town where the only entertainment was boozing & roleplaying games.
so sorry DJ, and I hope he flies.
I can't remember how old I am. I mean if I think about it I remember I am 43, but it feels more and more like a number, and less like anything with signifigent meaning. In general , the older I get, the better I seem to deal with life. I still get anxious and worried, but I seem to face things On my terms better. Some things are going to give me sleepless nights- but I sort of know in advance what is going to happen and prepare for it better. I am still highly distressed by how sick I get when I get sick ( no chinese new year parade for me today) but I am slowly figureing out how to deal with it. My goal is to find my center by about age 60.
{{DJ and DH}} How sad for the family. My condolences.
Nora, great haircut! I think that is the perfect length for your face.
Love the haircut,Nora! Mine is similar but shorter (!). You look very pretty.
NORA EQUALS BEEYOOTIFUL
Lovely, flattering haircut and cutie pie couple.
::blush::
Wow, I can't believe it's almost 5pm... gotta get a move on, we're going to S-ville tonight to hang with a pair of friends. We're going to go to the bar (the Tir na nOg) that Tom kissed me in and where I proposed to him. It's closing at the end of the month so we have to have last pints in there. F. is co-owner of the place (for a couple weeks yet) and I'm sure both he and M. are sick of it, but dang, it's going to be gone soon.
I'm sad about it. Not only do I have my history with Tom there, but for the 5 years or so before then, that was my local.
Anyway. Then we are going to eat Peruvian food. mmm... cerviche...