Well, this one of my Dalai Lamas (dilemmas) . Eight seems to be the industry standard but I want to push the boat out a bit, so I've gone with thirteen.
Still can't seem to drag your self away from the place you hate, Fly - shows considerable lack of character. I can rightly be accused of many things, ugliness and poor grammar included, but lacking in character isn't one of them.
Who will save us? There's a guy who often stands on a street corner in the city wearing old clothes and wild hair shouting stuff - he says he can do it. his name is Bob. Bob can save us. That's a relief.
Fly -Can't contain my excitement at the prospect of your next positive contribution here. I know, why not try write a story your self, you can show us all how easy it is.
I think a little fear or apprehension makes one feel engaged in life. Of course nobody wants to find themselves in a situation where they might lose a leg or worse, but it's my experience these occasions are recounted more often than that time someone got a great parking spot. I think we all enjoy a bit of danger, and drama.
Molly - I agree mods can pull any post they like, but if our comments that were deleted are the new standard or benchmark for post deletion, they're going to be rather busy. How bizarre.
Can't offer any comparison for vet services, sorry.
The restrictions enforced in Perth, Western Australia, aren't total lockdown conditions, but not far from it - we're allowed to exercise, go to the shop etc....but the local community are voicing their support for these requirements by engaging in sign making reminding people to stay home, as well as providing examples of how to remedy the frustration lockdown can have.
Driving back fro the off license/bottle shop/grog store this evening I passed maybe twelve or fifteen families on one street who were on the roadside verge seated at their kitchen tables eating dinner with glasses of wine shouting at their neighbours to communicate. They were all having a ball.
Wild man from Borneo beard. Going commando under cargo shorts. Wild man from Borneo "undergrowth". Havaianas flip flops with protruding toe mails. Nekid torso. Hint of Jigsore No5 Au Naturale, for men! Unlit roll your own pasted to the corner of mouth.
Without question one of the most vile, repugnant, deluded members we've had the misfortune of having to put up with on blogs. I have it on good authority the females that do interact with him do so out of sympathy or pity, which makes sense as there's not one redeeming feature of this person's character.
I had a hero today. She picked me up from the airport at 1am, converted her art studio into an isolation unit for me with simple furniture, cooker, masks, hands sanitisers, a guitar, books, a fridge laden with fourteen home-cooked meals, as well as nice coffees, fruit, biscuits, snacks....
That feeling when you know your friends have always got your back.
Some things are hard to conceal leaving no room for confusion.
We learn it's OK or even important for our partners to have people to confide in, others to socialise with without us, to have independent interests.....
Look at all this vast knowledge and relationship experience between us going to waste, Molly. It's a tragedy .
They struck me as looks of anticipation or keen interest.
In older age I'm completely unconcerned about what is discussed by my partner and her closest. Middle age really is a great period for living - all those trivial things we used to worry ourselves about.
RE: The Frigid Midgets
Well, this one of my Dalai Lamas (dilemmas) . Eight seems to be the industry standard but I want to push the boat out a bit, so I've gone with thirteen.