As I am just about over having Flu I am going to try to book a table at my favorite local restaurant as well as the flowers I am having delivered to her work. Failing that I will cook at hers.
At my age I much prefer a partner who has kids,grown up or otherwise.It is me to choose wisely who I get involved with and how she is as a parent is a reflection on her.If her basic parenting skills are lacking then I move on as she is not compatible with me. I also find that many women of a certain age who have never had children have a very selfish mindset that is not compatible with building anything long term with.
To get to acceptance and forgiveness we often have to ask questions and be human and emotion. It can not be autonomous. You would be looking for a world without any emotion.
I would prefer any Camp sausage jocky,I mean gay drag Queen to do his worst on me by batting his eyelash's than be glassed by one of those German shotputter type Women!
Or maybe just for a man that they can trust to stick around after the fun of dating and getting to know has subsided,and still feels as keen on them exclusively enough for things to actually be worth investing their emotions in?
I am a great fan of sewerage works so for a first date I propose to take her to my local Airports sewerage treatment plant.There I would give her a lift over the wire fence before we sit down by the Inlet. I will provide a picnic consisting of Sardine and tomato sandwiches,wagonwheel biscuits and Dandilion and burdock pop.We could sit on upturned metal buckets and watch the world (and its waste) go by.
Since my Valentine got a computer My love life has taken a hit. Nothing I say is important Unless it’s a byte or a bit.
Before she got her new laptop, Everything was just fine; Now she says we can’t talk Unless we both go online.
"But honey," I said, "I’m attached to you; Love is what I feel." "That keyword isn’t relevant," She said, with eyes of steel.
She clicked the keyboard furiously; The screen was all she could see, And then to my horror and shame, She started describing me:
"Your motherboard needs upgrading; Your OS needs help, too. And you definitely need a big heatsink To cool your CPU."
"Don’t flame me, my sweet," I pleaded. "Not on Valentine’s Day." "Fix the bugs, and I’ll see," she said, While looking at me with dismay.
"What ever you want, my darling; Whatever you need; you call it. I’ll upload or download anything, And then I’ll go install it."
(Her hostile CD keeps replaying, And though I don’t want to fight her, Is this what I want for a Valentine? I’ve been burned; can I rewrite her?)
"Are you all hard drive now," I asked "Is there no software in you? Don’t you remember the good times? Let our memories see us through."
"LOL," she said to me, chuckling. "You’re nothing but adware. "I’ve got four gigs of memory; I’ve got no problem there."
"Please, honey, we can save it," I said. "Our love means more than that." "That’s not in my cache; we’re going to crash," She said, as she turned me down flat.
(This woman has really changed; Do I really want to chase her? More and more I’m thinking It might be nice to erase her.)
"Aw, honey, don’t talk like that," I said. "Can’t we just plug and play? I hereby accept default, And I’m yours, my love, come what may.
My goal is to make you happy; I want to be your portal, But your sudden, distant coldness Would test the strongest mortal.
If we need a brand new interface, So we can FTP, I’m your go along, get along guy, And I want you to stay with me."
"If you want to get into my favorites," she said, And you want to get past my encryption, If you want to get through my firewall, Here is my only prescription."
"First, put up your own Web site, And e-mail me when it’s done. I’ll check your page rank with Google, And tell you if you’re the one."
My life has become a real trial, Since my Valentine got a computer. If I want her to care about me again, I guess I’ll have to reboot her.
Play safe. If you have just downloaded it then do not click any options that the system has not clicked for you. Remember also to write down important passwords too just in case. I deleted a file using CC once and I had to re run Windows XP disc to reinstall drivers after messing about.
I have just read a few of his ops and posts and he seems a very sensitive,kind man who was very keen to find a new partner and with no malice to him. I can only hope that it was painless. RIP.
Why do women let those types get to them when they are in full knowledge that many men will always use that approach? I would have thought that most Women would pay them little heed and move right on by. Do not let people live in your mind rent free when they do not deserve accommodating.
One of the purposes of life is to gain experiences,take in info and learn from it. From the time we are born our lives are driven by emotions.We desire to be emotionally stimulated in all aspects.Why do those female type things make us endure watching weepies? The purpose of love experiences is to better prepare you for your next love,where you could use your experiences to make that the love of your life. Long live love.
My ex bro in law was sickly nice with my ex wifes sister. I took it that he was like that because she was gullable and overlooked his many faults,such as heavy gambling and pathalogical lies about anything and everything if it made him feel good. I would be very suspicious of someone overly sickly nice,because to me it suggests that they know something about themselves that they think you may reject them for!
Nice OP. Once I have taken to a person then I like to think that my judgment is good. So,I am generally willing to forgive and forget minor things and get over larger issues with them. But there are not that many that I allow to get too close. True moaners tend to feel that everything is against them,as apposed to those you have genuinly been dealt some poor cards. True moaners are life sapping to me so I avoid them.
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RE: what do u plan to give ur hunny this valentines day?
As I am just about over having Flu I am going to try to book a table at my favorite local restaurant as well as the flowers I am having delivered to her work.Failing that I will cook at hers.