The Devil Wears Knock-Offs Lawrence of The Bronx To Wound a Mockingbird An Officer and a Cad 19000 Leagues Under the Sea The Next-to-Last Emperor Three Men, a Baby, and one hot young Swedish au-pair Rebel Without a Clue A Fistful of Coins The Good, The Bad, and the Aesthetically Challenged Under the Tuskegee Sun The Maltese Parakeet The Fifth Sense Always on a Saturday The Andromeda Stomach Cramp Restless in Richmond
The Partial Monty Shakespeare on a Date 299 The Bourne Suggestion Some Like it Cold Lt. Corelli's Mandolin Harry Potter and the Ordeal of Toilet Training Has Anyone Seen Nemo?? 3 Weddings and a Terminal Illness Love, Maybe Gecko Dundee Breakfast at Target The Days of Beer and Daisies
Yeah, I'll have to check it out again soon. It still needs to catch on, but I'll give it a go again and see if there are others there. Thanks for the reminder.
I'd like to be his Drug Czar.....not because I think I could do much about the drug problems or importation or convincing young people to Just Say No....I want to be Drug Czar because it would just be so cool to be known as a czar!!! Let others be the Secretaries (Defense, State, etc.); I'm aiming for Czar!
Interesting...I was thinking of asking the same thing. I love my job. I see the world, I get to experience things that many people only dream of, I have new adventures every 2 or 3 years, I meet people from all walks of life and cultures. I absolutely love my job. Since I started this job (4 and a half years ago), I have seen the Great Wall of China; been to Ha Long Bay and Hanoi, Vietnam; seen the Acropolis and the site where Leonidas fought the Persians; been to many places and met some amazing people along the way. I have learned a lot about people and how we are not so different, really. I have learned and I have grown as a person. Yes, I love my job. Thank you for asking!
For the men...I invite you now to the inner sanctum...the most holy of grounds...the black hole...the forbidden territory... No, it's not what you think.
A woman's purse. You avoid going inside them (rightfully so, as it is a matter of respect) and you wonder just what it is that we carry around in our Louis Vuittons or Guccis or Kate Spades or K-Mart Blue-Light-Specials. For no other reason than for a bit of fun, I ask the ladies to reveal what is in your purse right now. My threads don't usually get a lot of responses, and this one might also fall flat, but no matter. Just a thought I decided to toss out here. My purse's contents at this moment:
my badge (ID) for my job apartment key checkbook 3 pens 4 business cards (3 of which I can actually associate with someone) cellphone hairbrush make-up bag: 1 lipstick, 1 lipliner, eyeshadow, powder, concealer one Visa debit card/credit card; American Express card (other cards are in wallet in nightstand; don't use them these days) 1 pair of sunglasses 1 pair of regular eyeglasses coin purse (smaller, zippered bag) with the following: 79 euros, $142.90, 72 AED (money from the United Arab Emirates), and another business card with an email address written on it...can't remembr who this person is! one folded up piece of paper with some numbers on it which no longer mean anything to me
Awwwwww.... Intellect and sensuality....how nice of you to say that! And, for the record, you and Eupho are 2 of my favorites. Group hug, now!
Really DO have to get back to work; lunch break definitely over. My country calls! (Well, actually, I just don't want my boss to glare at me when I come back to the office!)
If I did...and I will neither confirm nor deny...I wouldn't air it here. Not criticizing those who do, but it's just not my style. What make you think it's not YOU, anyway??? (IF I DID...have a crush)
My location under my pic says that I am in Greece...I was and I will be again soon, but I am currently in Kabul, Afghanistan. I'm on my lunch break now and my lunch was most definitely the best part of my day today! One of our security guys was at a military base somewhere in the region and he came back with a sackfull of Burger King Whoppers! He bought 30 of them, wouldn't take any money, and handed them out to anyone who wanted one. So, I took my Whopper back to my little apartment, grabbed a Coke, and sat down and had the most enjoyable treat that I've had in a long while! Little things can mean so much sometimes.
Awwwww hehehe I just love the way your mind works; You don't get nearly the credit you deserve I bet.
Well, I thought it might be a fun thread, but it's fallen quite flat. So will I soon if I don't get to bed. G'night and see you soon (tomorrow, most likely!)
And I love how your mind works, too! Liked your answers. Nice job. Oh, and by the way...I was gonna add something to the Thickburger Fan Club thread, but it would have just been whining. Never heard of them and can only eat at one place...every day, 3 times a day...the same old place! (Until I get back to Greece, that is)....ooops...I DID whine!!!! Have one for me, ok?
I had this thought while writing a letter earlier this evening... If you were an inanimate object, what would you LEAST want to be, and what would you MOST want to be?
For me... LEAST...an alarm clock. I would be cursed at daily simply for doing my job well; I would be beaten often, told to shut up all the time, sometimes thrown against a wall, and I could never please anyone no matter how I tried.
MOST...the steering wheel of a Lamborghini. What man wouldn't want to hold me tight and never let go????
I won't say what it is, but my first name is very much a masculine name. My parents liked it and didn't think about the effect it would have on me throughout my life (always explaining, answering questions, listening to the same old jokes all the time); I'm used to it now and have come to accept it, so it's no longer an issue for me. But, when I start to communicate with someone and tell them my name, always with a line such as "I am not now, nor have I EVER been, a man!", I always wonder if they are going to believe me or if they are going to run as fast as their legs can carry them. If I was going to be dishonest, though, I would make up a first name and break the newsin person, if it came to that. Anyway, my profile, my pics, AND my unusual name are all quite genuine.
It’s over; we both know it’s true There’s just nothing more we can do But let’s not mince words here I want to be real clear In this case, it’s not me---it’s you!
I've asked this question before because I want to understand where the man's head and heart are now. You can often find out a lot about someone when you ask simple, direct questions. Ask, then listen carefully, and you learn a lot. I need to know if the person has truly moved on, emotionally, or if they are frozen in a time and place that no longer exists, longing for what once was. Yes, I do believe that things should be based on individual circumstances and merit, and I ask the questions that I need to ask in order to determine whether I understand and agree with those circumstances or whether I should focus my energies elsewhere. Separation that is NOT progressing towards divorce is (and should be, I believe) a matter of real concern. I don't want to be "the other woman" for anybody. I want to be THE woman. Separation that IS progressing towards divorce, but just hasn't been finalized yet, is, to me, the same as divorce....if it's really in the works...just no signed papers and happy lawyers yet. To me, it's all about the heart and mind...the same with marriage. Commitment is just as guaranteed and as real (or NOT) without a marriage license as it is WITH one. It's all about character and devotion and love and respect. Marriage license or divorce papers...what's the difference, really? If the union...or the split...is felt in the heart and soul, this is what really matters. My usual 2 cents.
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Let me guess....your back hurts a lot, right?
RE: Film Prequels Game
The Devil Wears Knock-OffsLawrence of The Bronx
To Wound a Mockingbird
An Officer and a Cad
19000 Leagues Under the Sea
The Next-to-Last Emperor
Three Men, a Baby, and one hot young Swedish au-pair
Rebel Without a Clue
A Fistful of Coins
The Good, The Bad, and the Aesthetically Challenged
Under the Tuskegee Sun
The Maltese Parakeet
The Fifth Sense
Always on a Saturday
The Andromeda Stomach Cramp
Restless in Richmond