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This weak in Adelaide. Vol 1 Num 5
The Weak that was:
Remember, This blog is not safe for humans. Get your dog to read it instead. You have been warned.
FRIDAY 6th March: Still shagged from the night before I managed to get a decent ride in. Went into town along linear park as usual. The cycle path that winds it's way along the River Torrens. Then headed out the other side of town to where one of my specialist doctors has rooms. I just wanted to see how far and how long it would take to get their by cycle. I usually catch a cab. 55 minutes. Not bad. On my way back I took a rout I hadn't tried before. Found another hill that beat me. Or at least I wasn't expecting it. Had to stop before pulling up it in first gear. It was much steeper than I had thought. But the other two hills that use to beat me along the bike track posed no threat this time. I'm obviously getting more powerful. In fact I only dropped back as far as 3rd gear. Over all, I'm now about 2 cogs up on what I was a week ago. I'm regularly getting into 8th on the flat. Soon I'll have to figure out how to change up on the front cog.
On the way back I came across a Tourist on a bicycle-SA hire bike. She looked lost so I guided her back down the bike track to where she wanted to go. Doing my first good deed for the day.
When I got back onto home turf, I stopped at the fruit and veg shop. I knew it was later in the afternoon and there was a good chance of both girls being there at the same time. And they were. So I loaded up my ever expanding top-pack with fruit & Veg and then gave them each their teddy bears. The smiles were worth it. They were over the moon. So after all the trials and tribulations with women in the past week, I still managed to make someone's day. Two someone's in fact. As well as my own. I've been sporting my own beaming smile ever since.
All those other Adelaide girls missed out. Tough luck. I made someone who deserves it happy.
Remember, This blog is not safe for humans. Get your dog to read it instead. You have been warned.
FRIDAY 6th March: Still shagged from the night before I managed to get a decent ride in. Went into town along linear park as usual. The cycle path that winds it's way along the River Torrens. Then headed out the other side of town to where one of my specialist doctors has rooms. I just wanted to see how far and how long it would take to get their by cycle. I usually catch a cab. 55 minutes. Not bad. On my way back I took a rout I hadn't tried before. Found another hill that beat me. Or at least I wasn't expecting it. Had to stop before pulling up it in first gear. It was much steeper than I had thought. But the other two hills that use to beat me along the bike track posed no threat this time. I'm obviously getting more powerful. In fact I only dropped back as far as 3rd gear. Over all, I'm now about 2 cogs up on what I was a week ago. I'm regularly getting into 8th on the flat. Soon I'll have to figure out how to change up on the front cog.
On the way back I came across a Tourist on a bicycle-SA hire bike. She looked lost so I guided her back down the bike track to where she wanted to go. Doing my first good deed for the day.
When I got back onto home turf, I stopped at the fruit and veg shop. I knew it was later in the afternoon and there was a good chance of both girls being there at the same time. And they were. So I loaded up my ever expanding top-pack with fruit & Veg and then gave them each their teddy bears. The smiles were worth it. They were over the moon. So after all the trials and tribulations with women in the past week, I still managed to make someone's day. Two someone's in fact. As well as my own. I've been sporting my own beaming smile ever since.
All those other Adelaide girls missed out. Tough luck. I made someone who deserves it happy.
This weak in Adelaide. Vol 1 Num 3
The Weak that was:
Remember, I warned you about reading this blog the first time. If you've got this far and your eyeballs are yet to explode, then you're made of stronger stuff. Read on McDuff.
TUESDAY 3rd March: Windy as hell. Got a ride in down to the Patawalonga weir. Along the coast. Was a hard slog against the wind there but man did I move coming back. Got to 30Ks in 8th. Which is not bad for me considering I've only had this bike about 3 weeks now.
WEDNESDAY 4th March: Wet windy and dreary. So Adelaide. So I spent the day trying to hone my profiles in the hope that I at least don't strike terror into the hearts of women I'm interested in. The profiles are still crap but I'm getting toward what I'm trying to project. Honestly ladies, I'm only slightly an old piece of crap.
I made contact with another PNGF (Potential New Girl Friend) on another dating site. This one only took minutes to tell me to bugger off. At least she was polite about it when she told me I was a piece of crap. She told me to shave my beard off. That's a first. Most women tell me not to. One threatened me with death if I ever did. Actually, I have absolutely no idea what I'd look like without it but I figure it hides the surgical scars from when they ripped my head open to find those lost CIA documents that confirmed who actually did kill JFK. They said it was a rather large tumor in my neck but I knew what was really hidden there. They promised I wouldn't see the scars but it's caused this really obvious fold in my chin that, well, looks awful. That and the fact that my ear now rotates whenever it comes in range of a GPS satellite. I don't know why.
She also complained about my having put her on my "Favorites" list. Um. Sorry. I obviously mistook it for a dating site. I won't let that happen again. And I removed the remaining PNGF from the favorites. Well, I've managed to annoy all 3 potential women left in South Australia so I guess I'll now have to wait till some one new moves here. Lured by the bright lights and foul smelling water.
For anyone coming here who likes a scotch on the rocks, make sure you use real rocks. Trust me on this, you don't want that ice melting and making your nice malt whiskey taste like bong water.
Remember, I warned you about reading this blog the first time. If you've got this far and your eyeballs are yet to explode, then you're made of stronger stuff. Read on McDuff.
TUESDAY 3rd March: Windy as hell. Got a ride in down to the Patawalonga weir. Along the coast. Was a hard slog against the wind there but man did I move coming back. Got to 30Ks in 8th. Which is not bad for me considering I've only had this bike about 3 weeks now.
WEDNESDAY 4th March: Wet windy and dreary. So Adelaide. So I spent the day trying to hone my profiles in the hope that I at least don't strike terror into the hearts of women I'm interested in. The profiles are still crap but I'm getting toward what I'm trying to project. Honestly ladies, I'm only slightly an old piece of crap.
I made contact with another PNGF (Potential New Girl Friend) on another dating site. This one only took minutes to tell me to bugger off. At least she was polite about it when she told me I was a piece of crap. She told me to shave my beard off. That's a first. Most women tell me not to. One threatened me with death if I ever did. Actually, I have absolutely no idea what I'd look like without it but I figure it hides the surgical scars from when they ripped my head open to find those lost CIA documents that confirmed who actually did kill JFK. They said it was a rather large tumor in my neck but I knew what was really hidden there. They promised I wouldn't see the scars but it's caused this really obvious fold in my chin that, well, looks awful. That and the fact that my ear now rotates whenever it comes in range of a GPS satellite. I don't know why.
She also complained about my having put her on my "Favorites" list. Um. Sorry. I obviously mistook it for a dating site. I won't let that happen again. And I removed the remaining PNGF from the favorites. Well, I've managed to annoy all 3 potential women left in South Australia so I guess I'll now have to wait till some one new moves here. Lured by the bright lights and foul smelling water.
For anyone coming here who likes a scotch on the rocks, make sure you use real rocks. Trust me on this, you don't want that ice melting and making your nice malt whiskey taste like bong water.
This weak in Adelaide. Vol 1 Num 2
The Weak that was:
Remember, I warned you about reading this blog the first time. So you're a glutton for punishment hey? So be it at your own peril.
Monday 2nd March: Your mission... To go over to the bike shop and get the pump fitted and buy a trip computer so you know how phiss weak you are. Err, I mean how far you've travelled. Actually I made it there in 35 minutes. They fitted the trip computer and the pump. Then I also bought a pair of bike gloves because my hands were becoming numb on long rides. Spent a whole shipping crate full of money on this crap and it felt like I'd already achieved something. I'm such a sucker.
Not to be out done, I went to cheap-as-chips on the way home to see if I could buy a couple of small furry toy things to give to the Chinese girls at the Fruit and Veg shop down the road. They're always giving me free fruit for some reason. If I didn't know better I'd suspect that one of them liked me. They are very cute though. But I wanted to give them something back because I thought it might bring a smile to their faces. Well I didn't find a toy of any suitable description but I did find a nice piece of grilled fish. I just don't eat enough fish.
Then I returned home to find that the woman I contacted on one of the dating sites had sent me a tirade of abuse instead of her undying love. Then she ran screaming into the hills after deleting her profile and vowing to become a lesbian. That was so inspiring. Did wonders for my confidence.
Remember, I warned you about reading this blog the first time. So you're a glutton for punishment hey? So be it at your own peril.
Monday 2nd March: Your mission... To go over to the bike shop and get the pump fitted and buy a trip computer so you know how phiss weak you are. Err, I mean how far you've travelled. Actually I made it there in 35 minutes. They fitted the trip computer and the pump. Then I also bought a pair of bike gloves because my hands were becoming numb on long rides. Spent a whole shipping crate full of money on this crap and it felt like I'd already achieved something. I'm such a sucker.
Not to be out done, I went to cheap-as-chips on the way home to see if I could buy a couple of small furry toy things to give to the Chinese girls at the Fruit and Veg shop down the road. They're always giving me free fruit for some reason. If I didn't know better I'd suspect that one of them liked me. They are very cute though. But I wanted to give them something back because I thought it might bring a smile to their faces. Well I didn't find a toy of any suitable description but I did find a nice piece of grilled fish. I just don't eat enough fish.
Then I returned home to find that the woman I contacted on one of the dating sites had sent me a tirade of abuse instead of her undying love. Then she ran screaming into the hills after deleting her profile and vowing to become a lesbian. That was so inspiring. Did wonders for my confidence.
Each time..
Each time I miss you,a star falls down from the sky.So if you look up and find it dark,it is all your fault.You made me miss you too much!
My love
My love, my heart, my soul is my gift to you
Your smile, your love is the only reward I would want
Precious, like a gem made by angels to shine forever
Releasing the passion inside me that burns for you
Intertwining our destinies, so that we two soul mates
Now and forever, can live out our hopes and dreams
Creating our own bond of life, to overcome the challenges
Explore the mysteries, and to enjoy life as it should be
Sharing the peace and love, that everyone looks for
So in the end I want nothing, because I have everything I need
Your smile, your love is the only reward I would want
Precious, like a gem made by angels to shine forever
Releasing the passion inside me that burns for you
Intertwining our destinies, so that we two soul mates
Now and forever, can live out our hopes and dreams
Creating our own bond of life, to overcome the challenges
Explore the mysteries, and to enjoy life as it should be
Sharing the peace and love, that everyone looks for
So in the end I want nothing, because I have everything I need
how do u know if the guy has a good intention?
a lot of guys were in contact with me now expressing their intention (eg, looking for a partner) but as time passes by and after some exchange of words they get into u like a drama that they are in trouble and indeed need money.... why is this so????
Most Women, All Claim That Size Does NOT Count! Lm
Tonight On The Forms I Cam across A Dilemma,!
Some GUY Had Post A Picture Of His Very Small Mr Wiggle,!
The Ladies, LMAOooo Assembled The Troops, Call OUT The HOUNDS! And The Bashing Began. Yikessssssss.
And I Can Assure You The Sisters Showed NO Mercie!
I read This In Cosmo+++++++++++++++++++++++++. Plus In conversation`s I Had With To Many Women.
I Been Told By Many Women! So Many Times, That Size Does Not Count.
I Been Told That It`s How He Makes me feel, When I`m With HIM.
So I Smile and Play Along,! I`m Gullible And I have NO Clue! Lmaooooo
Some GUY Had Post A Picture Of His Very Small Mr Wiggle,!
The Ladies, LMAOooo Assembled The Troops, Call OUT The HOUNDS! And The Bashing Began. Yikessssssss.
And I Can Assure You The Sisters Showed NO Mercie!
I read This In Cosmo+++++++++++++++++++++++++. Plus In conversation`s I Had With To Many Women.
I Been Told By Many Women! So Many Times, That Size Does Not Count.
I Been Told That It`s How He Makes me feel, When I`m With HIM.
So I Smile and Play Along,! I`m Gullible And I have NO Clue! Lmaooooo
True Love
True love is a sacred flame
That burns eternally,
And none can dim its special glow
Or change its destiny.
True love speaks in tender tones
And hears with gentle ear,
True love gives with open heart
And true love conquers fear.
True love makes no harsh demands
It neither rules nor binds,
And true love holds with gentle hands
The hearts that it entwines.
That burns eternally,
And none can dim its special glow
Or change its destiny.
True love speaks in tender tones
And hears with gentle ear,
True love gives with open heart
And true love conquers fear.
True love makes no harsh demands
It neither rules nor binds,
And true love holds with gentle hands
The hearts that it entwines.
The Lover Tells Of The Rose In His Heart
All things uncomely and broken, all things worn out and old,
The cry of a child by the roadway, the creak of a lumbering cart,
The heavy steps of the ploughman, splashing the wintry mould,
Are wronging your image that blossoms a rose in the deeps of my heart.
The wrong of unshapely things is a wrong too great to be told;
I hunger to build them anew and sit on a green knoll apart,
With the earth and the sky and the water, re-made, like a casket of gold
For my dreams of your image that blossoms a rose in the deeps of my heart.
The cry of a child by the roadway, the creak of a lumbering cart,
The heavy steps of the ploughman, splashing the wintry mould,
Are wronging your image that blossoms a rose in the deeps of my heart.
The wrong of unshapely things is a wrong too great to be told;
I hunger to build them anew and sit on a green knoll apart,
With the earth and the sky and the water, re-made, like a casket of gold
For my dreams of your image that blossoms a rose in the deeps of my heart.
The Secret of Life
It seems as of late, I wake at 2, 3 and 4.
Is this from my mistake?
From days of past, these sleepless nights still last.
I'm waiting for the dawn, but time just lingers on.
So soon this past is to forget,
And all is gone without regret.
It's brighter on that other side,
All I have to lose is pride.
No wonder it all never made sense,
It was always at someone elses expense.
The secret of life is to love,
Not just be a lover.
For all we save for,
And try, Is to recover.
SG/09
Is this from my mistake?
From days of past, these sleepless nights still last.
I'm waiting for the dawn, but time just lingers on.
So soon this past is to forget,
And all is gone without regret.
It's brighter on that other side,
All I have to lose is pride.
No wonder it all never made sense,
It was always at someone elses expense.
The secret of life is to love,
Not just be a lover.
For all we save for,
And try, Is to recover.
SG/09
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