Mal might like Playland at Rehoboth - there are about 40 different cars and boats and airplanes to drive. I was laughing like a maniac when we took her -... until we got ready to leave. Plus, re: the beach, he's also a little older - it gets better.
I caught her on a park bench, making out with a *chaos* demon! Have you ever seen a chaos demon? They're all slime and antlers.
Spike ,'Sleeper'
Spike's Bitches 39: Cuppa Tea, Cuppa Tea, Almost Got Shagged, Cuppa Tea...
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hippocampus - Jan 23, 2008 11:15:53 am PST #3620 of 10001
not your mom's socks.
Pix - Jan 23, 2008 11:20:09 am PST #3621 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.
A weirdo ex-boyfriend from high school just found me on MySpace and sent me an email about getting together...because apparently he lives in LA, is a WGA writer and is on strike...so he has lots of time! Bah. His profile says he's married, and I have to believe that he's no longer the slimeball he was when he was 17, but I'm a little skeeved.
It's been 17 years since I saw him. He's probably a perfectly normal nice guy now, right?
Volans - Jan 23, 2008 11:24:45 am PST #3622 of 10001
move out and draw fire
was laughing like a maniac when we took her -... until we got ready to leave.
Good point. I forgot my moratorium on doing anything fun until he's...30.
have to believe that he's no longer the slimeball he was when he was 17
You do? He's probably *more* normal, but not perfectly normal nice...
Sparky1 - Jan 23, 2008 11:45:38 am PST #3623 of 10001
Librarian Warlord
Kristin, maybe you could test the slimballiness by replying that you wouldn't be against getting together but gee, won't it be hard to find a time when all four of you (wife and Drew) are free?
Either that or just pretend you have no memory of him what so ever.
Hmm, the Outer Banks may not want my puppy, and I'm not going without her. Silly, "no puppy" clauses.
Daisy Jane - Jan 23, 2008 11:52:42 am PST #3624 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
That reminds me, a friend of mine in LA was at some place smoking out on the terrace when a guy left his pretty blonde date at their table to come over and chat up my friend C. He's telling her she should drop by his studio, blah, blah blah. C told him he should probably return to his date. He told her it wasn't really a date.
C later looked him up on his myspace page, and he wasn't lying. That wasn't his date; it was his wife.
Daisy Jane - Jan 23, 2008 11:53:25 am PST #3625 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
What a cute puppy! I wouldn't go without her either!
amych - Jan 23, 2008 11:54:19 am PST #3626 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
How could the outer banks not want that adorable face? Stoopid banks!
sumi - Jan 23, 2008 11:59:12 am PST #3627 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
Yeah, they're totally missing out on the Cute!
tommyrot - Jan 23, 2008 12:08:23 pm PST #3628 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
PUPPY!!
Ahem. Sorry.
Connie Neil - Jan 23, 2008 12:43:33 pm PST #3629 of 10001
brillig
They said the ideal employee was someone who was detail-oriented, unimaginative, focused on procedure, and lacked empathy.
I'm imaginative, and I can lack all the empathy I need when it's called for. Sometimes, though, you have to give a poor clueless customer a few hairpats when he's suddenly been told, "The computer's don't work, fix them," when he was originally hired to put up drywall.