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...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
age sex location pic age, sex, location, pic... a/s/l seems to be so many people online want to know... what does it do for them?... it surely eliminates most of the people online if you are only looking for people the same age and a certain sex and a specific location... is online all about dating or sexual fantasies for most people?... seems so to me... and then there's the pic... it is amazing how many people will not communicate, people who initiate communication, just because I have not had a pic online... especially in groups and on sites whose purpose is to introduce people to each other... friends need a/s/l and pic?... not mine... but after years of not having a pic to put online I finally provided one this year... it's in the journals, somewhere, and if you really want to see what I look like in one split second of frozen expression and conditions, you'll just have to find it... at least I have a link to send people to now when they ask... of course even when they get to the link, there's a lot of reading to do if they want to know me... but then, judgmental people want to believe they can know all they need to know from a single momentarily visual image can now be happy in their minds... oh, what?... you expected a link here?... just cuz I spent half the day putting up those asl and pic pages?... you obviously do not know me J meanwhile, last night was good... though I finally broke the lighter diet I had been maintaining since the start of this year, pigging out at the lobster buffet... what can I say, Rasputin offered the freebie (it's a $30, not including tax and tip, buffet) and I figured I've been keeping my promise to myself and will get back to the healthier diet (and I have, sorta, today)... the intention to start running again this month is still very intact... so all is well... five of us went to see Analyze This and then a few more new people (met through Orlando Friends) met us at the bowling alley... the bowling was ok, but it takes too long to get used to shoes and balls (and I can never find a ball that fits my hand), so I don't focus all that much and my scores showed it... even though I had high score for the first game... we learned that good bowling alleys are sometimes not easy to find and Saturday night some have special things going on that shut down bowling for an hour... makes no business sense to me to turn away business, but that's what Aloma Bowl does on Saturday nights... so we went to Winter Park Bowl and that was weird... disco lighting and a soundtrack that crossed over every kind of music except soft, slow music and classical... bowling to polka music, very strange... personally I much preferred the new Boardwalk Bowl and not just cuz it's new and not cuz it's like a mile from here, but cuz it's got life, food, pool tables, darts, games, and is a much more fun place... unfortunately, Rasputin lives on the other side of town, about forty minutes... and Helen lives in the middle where those two not so great bowling alleys are located... seven of us live on this side of town though, so maybe (Helen tends to get her way a lot) J alas, being the sensual being I am, the loneliness continues as that elusive attraction that can only be described as magic (though science would like to call it chemistry) remains elusive... yes, the food was the best part of the evening for me personally... I sometimes wonder how these journals will change when I actally fall in love again... or when it's mutual (yes, mutual falling in love, that would be nice) J so are you loving anyone tonight what are you doing how are you feeling what are you wanting are you in love with anyone tonight how do you know it how do you feel it how much do you want it does he have to look a certain way does he have to be a certain age does he have to have a certain amount of money what?... are these questions funny? does she have to have a certain size certain breasts, certain buns, certain thighs does she have to have a certain amount of beauty what?... what is a lovers duty? will you tell me what you really want will you tell me what is really inside in your heart in your dreams in your secret fantasies will you tell me the truth oh sometimes the answer is yes sometimes the answer is no sometimes you just have to guess sometimes you just know I want to know |
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