Some do ... and after talking to one reader who is convinced it is autobiographical and I am telling my own story, I would just say that anyone who ever forced a Leo on me would be limping for a good while after. And nothing to do with a trick knee, either.
No it is not autobiographical. And anyone halfway through wondering if they can take the pace any longer, the pace changes completely after that slightly alarming point. Also any similarities to CS start rapidly vanishing. It's FICTION.
Haha I'm beginning to wonder what I missed in Spain, too! Was I awake at the time? But I must have been, I counted up I got about 7 hours sleep the whole long weekend
No. As long as you want the same things, you can get there. If he is into stuff you won't consider (or vice versa) that's much more compromise and you'll never be entirely compatible,but if the basics are in place, maybe you're just hoping for too much, too soon. Fireworks are great but building a bonfire is very satisfying.
I'm a registered organ donor. My daughter knows that if I end up vegetative, my living will is to be kept alive only as long as it takes to harvest any useful bits. I don't think anyone will want my lungs
Then off to medical school - there is such a desperate shortage of cadavers that student surgeons are having to learn virtually instead of on dead bodies like in the good old days. So I'll be a bit of a treat for them.
Why would anyone want to be buried or cremated intact? We're just animated lumps of clay and when the animated bit stops, donate the clay to give someone the chance of a working kidney, corneas, whatever, even just surgical experience.
The only safe way to meet anybody is to grow up practically next door to them, be friends with their sisters - oh no, hang on. One of our favourite bloggers found that wasn't safe either.
At some point in your life you look around and realize there is no-one you know that you want to get closer to. At that point you either accept this is it, as good and interactive as life gets, or you take a chance on stepping out, trying to meet new people.
There are safety precautions but sure, after a month or so of dating, you aren't following them as rigidly. Your new person has become real. It has to come down to gut feel. Do you trust someone, at gut level, or not?
The scary part of dating, however you met someone, is when you continue to see someone because you'd rather ignore your gut reaction than be alone.
That's a terrible, terrible story. Heard a horrendous one today of a man who beheaded his common-law wife, smashed her head and flushed it down the loo. I don't know how they met - but there are some sick, sick people out there. You can meet them through work, in a bar, or on-line. Don't drive people indoors, just teach safety.
Calleis, there really is no-one to name. The characters are a mash of Wizard of Oz characters with second-timer singles characteristics, the story is a story about Dorothy's adventures, if you like, and Dorothy doesn't exist either.
It isn't a Peyton Place with hundreds of characters, is what I'm saying, and if anyone DOES see themselves in any one character, they'd be fairly, um, unusual people. It's a romp, no more no less, and every one in it is linked to a Wizard of Oz character in some way, except the women - that book is a bit short of women, when you go looking. Glinda the good witch and the unnamed witch at the beginning and Auntie Em - that's the lot!
Blog hijack - Tom Jones singing as I type. won't be feeling much like singing now, with the death of his wife. That was the kind of marriage, through thick and thin, scandal and mess, that in theory we all want.
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Some do ... and after talking to one reader who is convinced it is autobiographical and I am telling my own story, I would just say that anyone who ever forced a Leo on me would be limping for a good while after. And nothing to do with a trick knee, either.No it is not autobiographical. And anyone halfway through wondering if they can take the pace any longer, the pace changes completely after that slightly alarming point. Also any similarities to CS start rapidly vanishing. It's FICTION.