All I ever needed to know is if they're interesting enough to want to talk to. Meet in a public place and get to know them better, it's the only way to find out. Will and I met on myspace. He sent me a few emails one Saturday night, he was just funny as heck, he asked me out, I thought he was just kidding at first. We met at a restaurant the next day. We had our first "real" date that Friday. If I'd been too scared to take a chance on that first meeting, we might never have met. Life is about taking risks, if you're not willing to risk what you have, you'll never have anything more.
"Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure or nothing." ~ Helen Keller
Thank you all for the congrats. As someone (who knows who they are) told me not too long back, it's about time for the law of averages to kick in, after dating so many jerks, it's good to know there's at least one good one left, sorry gals, I got him and I'm not letting him go!
I have big, no HUGE news. My sweetie and I have decided to move in together. Actually he's here all the time now so we're practically living together already, but we're going to actually get a place together that's big enough for the both of us. We decided this Tuesday evening and already found a place yesterday. It's on the river just up from where I am now, and it's got an even more gorgeous view than here, you can fish right off the front yard and has it's own boat launch, not that we have a boat, but we could have one sometime.
I'm excited, just a little scared, this is not something I'd anticipated doing any time soon. I've enjoyed living by myself, but I enjoy being with this man even more. I've never known a man like him, he's smart and funny and interesting, we have the best conversations. He's a great cook, if I cook he cleans up. He treats me like a princess, in a good way, not like putting me on a pedestal, but taking care of me when I'm sick or need something. Likes the same kind of movies and music as me, umm what else ... good in bed.
Hey Stew, and everyone else. That song is one of my favorites, it's better to say too much, than never to say what you need to say.
I spent the better part of my life not saying things that needed to be said, just to keep the peace. I still think before saying just anything that comes to mind, but I'm not so scared now of how others will take things. If it's something that I need to say about how I feel, that's more important to me now, their reaction is their business.
Yeah, next someone will be telling you that you shouldn't be here since you got married. MYOB is a useful concept very few understand.
Another thing that puts me off big time is when people who hardly ever post complain about cliques. You hang out with a group of people but never speak to anyone, and then complain they don't talk to you? Gimme a break.
RE: Say Something...Please?
Wake up everybody!Just popped in for a minute to see what's going on, haven't been on here in weeks, been busy moving. How's everybody doing?