Mal ,'Jaynestown'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
... to add to the above, there's nothing wrong with working a hint into the asking: "Help me clear this up quick, and then we can go watch TV together" will get you a lot further than just waiting for him to deduce that the fact that you're not in the TV room is supposed to carry meaning.
edit again, because I just saw your other message. I'm sorry.
Oh, don't be sorry. It was a mutual decision, and actually we decided it about a month ago. We're having a planned breakup. Apparently they're all the rage. Or something. It just seems to make sense for us. We're just not on the same paths, and it's good to notice that and move on at some point, even if there aren't hard feelings, etc.
vw, I feel bad for the next girl to date him. He sounds like he still needs his mom to clean up after him.
He came over Monday night and Tuesday night to help me while I was sick. I kept thinking it would be the most romantic thing in the world if he caught up my dishes. That's just a sad thought. He doesn't even help when I ask him. Before I went to watch the kids he came over to help. He ran the dishwasher and was going to wash three pots. I came over with the kids A WEEK LATER, and the pots were still sitting there. Ugh. I give up.
And, I realize I'm bitching about a really small thing. I'll stop now. He's a nice guy. I wish him well. I don't want anyone thinking nasty thoughts about him. He's just not the guy for me...and better that I figure that out now than in five years.
Seriously, it's just the two of you, you make dinner (together?) and then he just slumps off to the couch and leaves you alone? I hope you're not feeding him again before Saturday.
And, I realize I'm bitching about a really small thing.
not small. It's got me pissed and it's just words on a screen to me.
We're having a planned breakup. Apparently they're all the rage. Or something.
Oh, these kids today!
Oh believe me, I'm hearing you, VW. So much...
you make dinner (together?)
Only if opening the wine counts as helping with making dinner.
Oh, these kids today!
I know! Crazy, isn't it?