I know I'm entering kind of late in this one, but I can tell you why I'm here.
I don't know about most people my age, but I have trouble meeting guys in bars and clubs. I get alot more time to talk to the person and can be talking to more than one at a time. I'm not interested in things that the average clubber is into. On here,I have a better chance of meeting a guy that has the same interests as me. I can't tell you how many times I have met a guy in a bar, went on a date, and found out we have nothing in common. It's a viscious cycle that happens all the time. Here I can talk and be myself with everyone, and then become interested in someone for who he is, his posts, his opinions, things like that.
I only get approached in clubs by one kind of guy. The get you drunk, wham bam thank you mam guy. I don't like dealing with them and trying to sort through to find the real sweet ones. If I meet a guy in a club, he hangs around all night, we talk, then the night was a waste because he only hung around to buy me drinks, get me drunk, and thinks he's getting some action. Call me old fashioned, but I don't think I want a guy who has been sleeping around with whatever girls he can pick up in a club.
All of the above, and I have a kid, so my party time is limited.
I don't normally follow anything celebrity myself, but this has interested me. There are people loving and hating her right now.
I just wonder if it's all drug/alcohol induced or is she doing it to get publicity. Frankly, I don't think losing her children would be a worth while publicity stunt.
Then again some of these people are truly crazy. I think it might be a requirement to have a mental disorder to be famous.
I would like toknow how other's feel about this and the entire Britt fiasco. I found this song quite interesting. Any opinions?
(Spoken: Yes, I have a comment to make. Because I know something.)
Britney, they set you up But you drank from their cup Britney, they set you up Oh, but this is what it looks like, love This is what is looks like
When a star falls down When a star falls down
Well, maybe you're a mother But you still need your mother Yes, I may be a mother But I still need a mother To pick me up Yes, to pick me up
When it all falls down When it all falls down
Britney, they set you up Is your contract winding up? But you drank from the cup Boy, this is what it looks like Yes, I said, this is, this is what it looks like, Disney, yes
When a star falls down When a star falls down
You may be a mother Baby, you still need a mother Yes, I may be a mother But I still need a mother To pick me up Yes, to pick me up
When it all falls down When it all falls down When it all falls, all falls down When it all falls down
I told my child along time ago that if I don't answer the first time don't say it again. It worked. WOO HOO. Unfortunately I get a "mommy" before every statement. It gets anoying
I think if I had to work in an office setting I would be the clown doing these things. I would probabaly go crazy. I like having to be serious all the time. I guess you could say I'm one of the class clowns.
Ignore the first five people who say 'good morning' to you.
Phone someone in the office you barely know, leave your name and say, "Just called to say I can't talk right now. Bye."
To signal the end of a conversation, clamp your hands over your ears and grimace.
Leave your zipper open for one hour. If anyone points it out, say, "Sorry, I really prefer it this way."
Walk sideways to the photocopier.
While riding in an elevator, gasp dramatically every time the doors open.
Say to your boss, "I like your style" and shoot him with double-barreled fingers.
Babble incoherently at a fellow employee then ask, "Did you get all that, I don't want to have to repeat it."
Page yourself over the intercom (do not disguise your voice).
Kneel in front of the water cooler and drink directly from the nozzle
Shout random numbers while someone is counting.
At the end of a meeting, suggest that, for once, it would be nice to conclude with the singing of the national anthem then burst into a totaly differant song like Itsy Bitsy Spider
Walk into a very busy person's office and while they watch you with growing irritation, turn the light switch on/off 10 times
Refer to everyone you speak to as "Bob."
Announce to everyone in a meeting that you "really have to go do a number two."
After every sentence, say 'Mon' in a really bad Jamaican accent. As in "The report's on your desk, Mon."
While an office mate is out, move their chair into the elevator.
In a meeting or crowded situation, slap your forehead repeatedly and mutter, "Shut up, all of you just shut up!"
At lunchtime, get down on your knees and announce, "As God as my witness, I'll never go hungry again."
In a colleague's DAY PLANNER, write in the 10am slot: "See how I look in tights."
Carry your keyboard over to your colleague and ask, "You wanna trade?"
Repeat the following conversation 10 times to the same person: "Do you hear that?" "What?" "Never mind, it's gone now."
Put your waste basket on your desk and label it "IN".
Put mosquito netting around your work area. Play a tape of jungle sounds all day.
Put decaf in the coffee maker for 3 weeks. Once everyone has gotten over his or her caffeine addictions, switch to espresso.
Come to work in army fatigues and when asked why, say, "I can't talk about it."
Posing as a maitre d', call a colleague and tell him he's won a lunch for four at a local restaurant. Let him go.
Speak with an accent (French, German, Porky Pig, etc) during a very important conference call.
Spends days calling your imaginary pets name out into the yard. After a week knock on thier door and insist you know they ate your pet for dinner . Tell them you are calling P.E.T.A.
I think they have had enough of our making fun of them in movies and tv shows. That and they learned all there is to learn so they moved on to the next inhabited planet.
Alainn Forum Posts (449)
I would probabaly go crazy. I like having to be serious all the time. I guess you could say I'm one of the class clowns. 
RE: See if anyone can figure this out
I have wracked my brain but can't figure it out. I gotta know.