Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[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.
Y'all are funny today!!
bonny, I'm sorry you continue to have to deal with such stupidity and assholery. Did y'all ever do anything about the ex-walker poaching your pooch to walk, in his work t-shirt?
Ah, meara. That sucks. Dating is such a pit.
I've decided to transfer a bit of money from savings so I can enjoy this weekend. It's Nora's birthday, dammit!
My burn has developed one lone blister. It's good that I had four days to be off my foot - today was the first day I wore shoes and socks (instead of super light flip flops) since I burned it. Being on my feet all day has it swollen. I got some generic second skin which I'm hoping will help cushion it tomorrow.
Oh, Amy, thanks for reminding me about Coffeetivity!! I will definitely try that next time.
Yay we are back! Whew.
What's wrong with wanting to spend a little more time with someone you don't want to kiss? Especially if a) you don't know there's a kiss code and b) you're trying to work out if you want to kiss them.
Nothing wrong with it. But...we had already eaten dinner, then gone to another place for gelato, hen sat outside the gelato place for an hour. Are you still not sure you want to even kiss? (I would in no way assume the invite meant sex (though a possibility) but would generally think its a "come inside so we can be in a private place to make out)
(Nb, we had been emailing daily for a month, and had two hours long Skype dates, and by the time I left her house had been on the date for four and a half hours)
Dang. I was finishing a big post when we went down.
Recap: poor smonster's foot! Heal quick foot!!
Old dude walker dilemma: He gets cease and desist letter. So old, we won't sue. Blames me because he got away with unprofessional behavior for years and YEARS and I wouldn't take his bull. I'm okay with it.
Dating: Been too long to take my opinion seriously, but I always felt awkward that smoochies seemed mandatory. Thought I was good at reading signals. Not so much.
Cagney: Awesome play date with Yellow Lab puppy this evening, plus long walk in hot/humid. At one point this evening, I had to lean down to confirm he was breathing...he was SO sacked out. I love me some play dates, yo.
I get that you wanted to kiss her, and you're disappointed she didn't want to kiss you, but apart from disappointment--was she not supposed to enjoy your company enough to talk to you more? Not act on enjoying it, even though she doesn't know there's a code?
It's perfectly fine of you to cut bait, but I don't get what was unreasonable on her part, as opposed to not having decided a) to kiss you b) to stop talking to you (and you'd be disappointed by b too, right?).
She needs to have told you there's no sex coming ever by now? You can cut her loose, I guess.
Also, though I suppose I should be saying it in BBBB+, THANK YOU ita !!
Thank for being our champion and stalwart re-animator when stuff goes wrong.
I never panic when this happens because I know you are always on it.
Hip Hip Hoorah!
What's wrong with wanting to spend a little more time with someone you don't want to kiss?
Nothing at all. But that said I do have a bit of problem with describing someone I want to spend time with--even if I don't want to date or kiss said person--as "wasn't into it." I don't think I've ever felt a warm feeling of comraderie after someone said that to me. It tends to sting a bit. That's why I called her wishy-washy. It's not that she doesn't know if she wants to kiss, she doesn't know if she wants to be nice or not.
Ah, I see conversation has moved way beyond my response. oops.
she doesn't know if she wants to be nice or not.
I never got that--her problem seemed to be too nice! If she hadn't had gelato, hadn't invited her in for coffee, she mightn't have sent the confusing signals. She seems nice, just still platonic.
bonny, I didn't do more than compose vitriol and fire it at support. They never responded, never told me what was up, or how it was fixed.
Whee? Beats the system down at work this morning...that's what I was flashing back to...