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Hi people!
I am in front of one of the biggest choices of my life.
I guess there's a part of me which has already decided, but the rational one is looking for some tips of yours...
so....

I have to choose between

- my actual career path , which I am developing slowly,but kind of good wedge and incoming salary, though it seems there are not really attractive perspectives for a future upgrading...

and

-leave everything, my house, my forniture, my friends and family and go somewhere far away and start a brand new life on my own living on a very simple style, opening a little beach bar and having no dressing codes, no social rules, no career path and no disappointments, apparantely.


what would you do?

thanks for your time!

You know, I used to stay up all night playing games, having fun and being Zen. But now I am pulling all nighters to pass a basic college chemistry course. Funny how life turns around on you in the blink of an eye. Next I will be wakening up to a quantum physics final. I can only imagine how tired I will be then, I am soo exhausted. And this is only day 1 for studying for two tests. Cultural geography and Chemistry. I should have took courses that had more in common with each other. Then maybe I would have to pull all nighters.

man i could sure use a brake.

Life has its odd little twists and turns. Just ask anyone who is going through a divorce and is being encouraged to check out the singles scene.

Well hmmm....does anybody out there want an fibromyalgic, nearly toothless forty-two-year old eccentric guy? Interested applicants talk to your psychiatrist before replying.

Singles and dating websites are bizarre anyway. When doing a random search of their members you can run across profiles similar to this in tone, if not actual wording:

"Hi! I'm MaryLee Pointdetorso, and I'm a friendly, fun person, which you can tell by the five-year-old picture I've submitted of myself before the accident, and by the fact that I just told you that I'm a friendly, fun person. Besides being friendly and fun, I'm also nice.

I enjoy cuddling, long walks on the beach, marathons, discussions about the world because I'm smart as well as friendly and fun, and did I say that I'm nice?

My hobbies are knitting sweaters for the homeless, water skiing, restoring old furniture, and exploring the arts of fine cuisine. I also like to have fun with friends.

I'm looking for a guy that can leap tall buildings in a single bound, cook like a master chef, make me laugh until milk squirts out of my nose, and who has memorized the entire Kama Sutra. He must also be friendly and fun, like me. He should also be nice. No Game Players, please.

Please email me if you want to chat, because I'm friendly and fun! Also nice!"

So if you want to email this friendly and fun person who is also nice, you have to create a profile of your own, which is free of charge, and then subscribe to their service, which charges anywhere from twenty bucks per month to an arm and a leg, plus a few internal organs. If you don't pay this fee, you can't email anyone, and there goes your chance to meet this friendly and fun individual who also mentioned that she is nice.

I have to admit that I have a free profile of my own up here now, one reason being that this site is free of charge. I've also seen actual humans here, which is definitely a plus.I must admit I played it "straight" and kept to the facts rather than printing a lot of lunatic stuff that would've looked something like this:
"Hi!
I'm David; the rest of these guys here aren't.

After my divorce I enjoyed a brief career as a professional flypaper tester while moonlighting weekends as a Music Instructor to the Totally Tone Deaf. My dream is to someday become a Litter box Repair Technician for cats with excessive bowel movements.

The surgery was successful, and I am no longer a conjoined twin, as you can see by this slightly blurry picture that I have provided. My other half and I still correspond frequently. I don't miss having two legs at all.

My hobbies are watching paint dry, licking frost off of metal poles, and experiments with cold fusion. Because of my new medication, I am no longer abnormally interested in pointy objects.

I'm looking for a breathing female human with frequent life signs. She must also be friendly and fun. She should also be nice.

If you are interested, you'll have to contact me, because I am incredibly shy. No Ax Murderers, please."

Yes.....I think that would do nicely.

Yours until I actually have the guts to post that somewhere, after which time I'll probably never be heard from again.

I was laid off work on February 26. Since then, not much luck with a job and I'm just about bored out of my mind. I haven't been in a relationship since 2001 when my then fiance got pregnant by another man. Sometimes life really sucks.

The room was dark, lit only by the candles glow. The woman sat cross legged in the middle of the scattered mess. She looked around and felt warm and safe. “What is that in the corner?” she asked. A small box sat under a table, the lid slightly ajar. A soft blue light glowed from within.

The voice in the dark replied; “The box is my soul, within it I keep my hearts desires, my secrets and my tears.”

She thought on this and timidly asked; “May I peek? I promise to be careful and will put every thing back as I found it.” She looked into the darkness waiting for an answer.

“Yes,” was all he said.

The box was small but deep. Gently she lifted off the lid and peeked inside. The soft blue light filled the room and she thought she heard a deep sigh. She dipped her fingers inside and pulled out a crystal heart. It glowed in colors of the rainbow, pulsating in her small hands. Leaning closer she gazed inside the heart finding pictures forming inside her head. A male child being cradled in his mother’s arms, a young man lost in a lovers embrace. There were many more reflections in the crystal heart that filled the woman’s mind. And she became overwhelmed with emotion. Beneath her finger she spied a small crack that was almost unnoticeable. “There is a crack in your beautiful heart.” She cried out.

“It is broken because someone I once loved threw it away,” he replied softly.

“But something so strong and beautiful can never be broken. It only needs time to heal.” she whispered. She kissed the fragile crack and gently sat the heart aside.

Reaching deeper in the box she found a blue velvet bag. Pulling the satin draw string, she poured out the contents into her hand. One hundred glimmering diamonds glittered back at her. Each was in the shape of a perfect tear drop. “Why do you have these gems hidden away in a bag?” she questioned the voice.

“They are the tears of my life. Each was shed when I felt pain, hurt, loss and despair.” he said.

Carefully, one by one, she placed each diamond back into the bag. She held the bag to her heart and was lost in thought. A tear rolled down her face, falling into her lap. She looked down and discovered the tear had turned into a perfect blue sapphire. She picked it up and added it to his bag. “I will add my tear to yours so it may comfort your despair and ease your pain.”

Next she discovered a handful of ribbons all in many shades of greens and blues. Looking up into the darkness she said “These are beautiful, but what are they?”

“Hopes and dreams,” was his response.

With that she held the ribbons to her ear, and then she whispered softly to them. She rose from her place on the floor and draped the ribbons around the room. Then she quietly picked up all the treasures from the box and placed them back inside. She left the box open and placed it on top of the table that had once been its hiding spot.

“What are you doing?” He asked her.

“Hopes and dreams should not be kept hidden away. For if you do not see them every day, you will forget they exist. The box is open so your soul can see the beauty in the world that surrounds you. It needs to live again or it will wither and die. Come out of your hiding place my friend, I will show you the way.” She told him as she raised her arms above her. Her robe falling to the floor, she exposed her true self for the first time to him. Beautiful transparent wings rose from her perfect body. The room filled with a light so brilliant and the walls began to fall away. The box exploded into a million star bursts, the sun beat down on his face for the first time in a long while. Every where’s he looked there were people smiling, hands and arms open to welcome him. His soul was so full of emotion that he was afraid to move. He searched for her finding she was waiting patiently for him and he reached out to her.

“I am a guiding light. Your angel of promise and my name… is Hope”, and with that she took his hand. ('')

Betty is a feline friend weighing in around 17 lbs. She is a black and white domestic short hair and a snuggly friend. Once in a blue moon a field mouse will get into my mobile home and she likes to open the kitchen cabinet door, stick her head in and just sit and watch the mouse come and go.
Guess I didn't get a mouser when I picked her out at the SPCA!

What type of pet do you have, did any of our international friends have pet food recalled
and whats the funniest thing your pet has done?

What is the furthest you have ever travelled and to where?

I just want to find out what women really want... I have read tons of woman profiles and they are all common in saying this "I am looking for a man that does not play games or is honest or other realistic things. In my case I know that I have these qualities and much more so but it can be so frustrated that most women on this site are judgemental. I had several women tell that I was not handsome enough and I said oh well..

Paul

Life is to short!

I would like to meet/talk to people from other countries but am not quiet sure if there are somebody out there that has the same intrest as mee. I'm quiet sure that you could find a soulmate in another country it's going to take some more work but LOVE knows no borders