My nose is chilly. What the heck... if my nose is to be chilly, then I'd like to see some white stuff. I mean, I didn't buy this snowboard to be teased by chilly air. I bought it to be molested by fricken wild hills of frozen fluff! Gimmie some darned snow already.
*wiping last bit of coffee off keyboard... Just a little bit of "kitty" humor bringing a quick response from you Cuppy?
Well, let's see... if I close my eyes, love smells like:
(*diddleeeooop diddleeooop...~~~)
Love smells like the sunshine warming my pillow the morning after and reminding me i was chewing on it just 6 hours earlier. Love smells like his hair scent still on my grabby little hands. Love smells like dried chocolate sauce on his neck. (oops, missed a spot, I guess) Love smells like the fresh cool air in the room, as we walk to the shower together. Love smells like humid warm air, hinting at a hours of the day that will mysteriously zip right by. Love smells like that amazing way hair has of holding onto shampoo smells. Sort of makes a girl want to sweat it all out again. Love smells like a fresh pot of coffee and the beginning of breakfast. Love smells like slightly burned toast because of a distracting kiss. Love smells like fresh fruit. The kind that gets gently placed in a lovers mouth as a thank you for another wonderful way to start the day. Love smells like the fresh kiss he gives just before he goes to work. Love smells like that one little yellow post it left behind on the fridge... with the words "I love you tons" scribbled by chemically sweet sharpie marker.
I hope no one minds this "yankie" dropping off a little love to the gang.
Now if you asked what love smelled like... it would have to be the wafting aroma of fresh coffee and a warm clean cat curled up next me while I savor it with my shower clean scented lover(still slightly salty). *rawr...
...opps, but it wasn't about scents now was it. *hee hee hee...
Don't feel bad... me neither. I wonder of it was because of the spiked punch I left for Santa last year. We girls still rank in the top of the hottie meter!
I'm cheating through the thread this time so be aware I am NOT reading all the posts today...
All I wanted to say is this... everyone reacts to things differently. If you wrote me a song, I would be a little creeped out by it. I am not into those sorts of thing, that's just me. Now, you paint me a picture, I'll gush. Point being, you need to fish the waters with this girl to see if she is into poetic expressions. Have one of your friends make a passing comment about him thinking about doing this for his girlfriend to see how she reacts.
Visuals will only get you so far, whereas attitude & confidence will sell you, no matter what. For every negative description you write, it's a harder hurdle to cross. When you learn to be happy with yourself, regardless of the obvious missing partner... you will be a catch. Having a solid self confidence will project from within your words & actions. Try starting out by using more positive wording in your profile. In general, it's fine... but there are some BIG hints of a jaded attitude woven in your words. That sweet compassionate woman you seek, can sense bitterness a mile away & she will bolt from any sign of it in a profile.
Don't take this as a big slam... listen to what I am pointing out & you will understand why your profile(and maybe even your life) is receiving such a cold welcome. None of this is personal... I am simply responding to your way of asking for help. Try taking a fresh look at some of the problem areas in your profile. Let me explain a few things:
"Looks don't matter"... this is a kiss of death on a profile. So is "good guy". Show a little individual thought and a sense of humor. Try rewording it with a twist: "stunning beauties excepted, but not required" or "creative chocolate loving night owl seeks enjoyable company". Have a little fun with this. It could be worse, you could have to get a tooth ripped out for each girl who passes your profile. ...Ok, back on Earth...
"incapable of lying"... this is just plain insulting, sorry. Humans are all capable of lying. That's life. To put such a bright light on it, only serves to show the next girl that she will be walking in the shadow of an unresolved bit of baggage. "Someone who wont waste my time figuring out what they want"... another poorly worded reflection of your last relationship gone sour. See last comment ^^. When you specifically word a thought, you show where your head is. In both of these comments, you've used pain associated words... negative words. Try turning them around into positive words like "goal oriented ladies highly appreciated" or "eagerly anticipating having a faithful loving partner". This shows the viewer that you are looking forward to... instead what your words show> that you're still looking back on... get it? Either you've moved on, or none of this will matter. Write anything and the result will still be the same.
"money does not buy happiness"... works better if you live in a perfect world. Right now, that part should be downplayed. If you can not be a financial giant, don't stand on a ladder & preach about how it doesn't buy happiness. Someone is going to point out that you have to have been on both sides of that fence to know that. It's best to leave that part alone.
"Would not hurt to meet someone who knows what its like to have heart ripped in two."... Holy crap... this was the biggest downer in the whole profile. Sure, you might get some sulky little emo girl to fall into your arms about 15 mins before she slits her wrists... but come on... lets wake up. In one short sentence, you managed to make every positive thing in your profile mean very little. Get rid of that ending!
Sit down & think up 5 things you would love to do with a new girl. Now, write them out in a nice, well mannered happy way. Something like: "I would love to look forward to that water balloon fight with you" or "I've got an extra set of controls if you have the guts to challenge me at Pacman" (ok, quit laughing, it was only an example)
Don't feel bad about this. Writing a good profile take a few tries, and lots of fumbles. I just slipped you a few cheat codes.
Love starts with excitement... like the excitement a child feels when bits of warm yellow cake are eaten. All the little rainbow sprinkles blend into a frenzy of brightness and crunch.
Then there is laughter... an unfettered clap of laughter that rolls off pink tongues and across cold pink ears.
A touch of silence... leaves a thin white mist on the moment. No awkwardness, just a sense of pure comfort, like pure morning fog.
The first kiss tension twists up bellies in peony blue, mocking the twist to an unfurled flower, all soft and perfect.
Realization blankets the lovers in warm yellow hues. They are held together by the yellow arms of sunsets & sunrises shared... campfires cuddled up next to & candlelit dinners for two.
Brilliance like two platinum rings, glares across a room of witness as two become one. The formality and declaration of permanence for all to see reflecting in every not so dry eye in the crowd.
As stark as the blackest star filled night, the love is reborn and shines anew from the deepest pupils of life all fresh and two become three, then maybe four.
In the end, love is as green and calming as long summer grasses. It soothes the undersides of naked feet as life passes back into the Earth again... releasing the love in pure formless energy.
Geesh... I'm so disappointed when I come back & read utterly false information being peddled like cool points. I can clearly see who the needy kids were, when they were younger.
It would be so nice to come around and swim through side splitting antics again. Unfortunately, by the time I wade through all the other gibberish... I'm too bored to care.
It was such a pretty little neighborhood once. Oh well.
Ok, here is the real story, as reported by the March 9, 2004 article in the Wall Street Journal...
It is true that Iraqi artist Khalid Alussy (also referred to as "Kalat" in some news reports) fashioned the pair of bronze statues.
It is also true that the sculpture is made of bronze obtained by melting down statues of Saddam Hussein, and that it memorializes members of the U.S. Army's 4th Infantry Division slain in battle in Iraq.
It is not true, however, that the artist created the work because he is "grateful" to American soldiers. Kalat/Khalid, who lost an uncle in a U.S. rocket attack, is "harshly critical" of the United States and its actions in Iraq. He only accepted the project, which was conceived by officers of the 4th Infantry Division, because he was handsomely paid.
"I made the statues of Saddam — even though I didn't want to — because I needed money for my family and to finish my education," he told the Journal. "And I decided to make statues for the Americans for the exact same reasons."
The sculpture was moved from Tikrit, Iraq to its permanent home at Fort Hood, Texas in February 2004.
For more on the statue, you can read further here:
People can spend energy spitting venom & hellfire through a window of opportunity, over a simple lack of insight... or they can turn a misunderstanding into a doorway of communication between a world of people.
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RE: Say Something ... Blah ...
OHHH GOODIE!!!*jump from the swings and tags Katie...
You're it!
*hahahahaaaa.... darts off...