and finding that it's far from that
that it's wisdom
encompassed far more
then it's title let on
because i've looked into that face
i've seen that honest smile
in those eyes
and i'll not be tricked
into believing that you
are anything less
then amazing.
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
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You're sweet, but I can be awfully silly sometimes.
Ok, I'm amazing. Damn, I'm so cool I don't even know how I get to hang out with myself.
thanks for proving your point.
and how does anyone get to hang out with you? i mean...we're only a quarter as stylish.
Room to grow, buddy. Chicks dig scars and women loooove potential.
Sometimes I think we (straight) women love pontential more than we love men.
It's a disease. There's probably a free clinic we need to go to.
yeah...
and we love unattainable things.
men craft their entire lives on the backs of their dreams.
which is worse? thinking something might be there? or convincing yrself it is?
Where are you these days? And how's your back? Or your dreams' back(s)? Wait...ok, no forget it.
Anyhoo, aren't I saying women love basically unattainable things, too? I mean we like to dream a big ol' dream of massive overhaul and change for anybody we're attracted to, for pete's sake. It's kinda nasty after a while.
And your issue is a tad different, right? Haven't I diagnosed you with self-sabatoge or something? The doctor is in. (Feel free to argue again.)
i'm home...in the quiet reclusion of my room....the recliner in front of my computer...waiting for me to write.
and i will.
because life is beautiful.
things are beautiful.
Yay! See, you're smart, too. How come I don't have a recliner in front of my computer? Where's my recliner?
you are SO missing out.
i sink into my laz-e-boy...
and write down all this jargon you ppl read for some reason.
if only daryk would post more,
there would be some good stuff on here.
you're right, there would be. because, damn me if you don't write complete trash from one post to the next.
(somebody had to say it.)
;-)
and to answer your winsomely wistful little "which is worse" query, agony aunt reminds you that you LIKE detours, buddy, or you wouldn't take them so often.
it's your car- find a two way street, turn onto it and never mind the fools mashing the passenger side brakes.
i'm still not sure why you pretend to be hapless, helpless or hopeless on this stuff. you've got more game than most men alive or dead (ok, the dead ones don't have game but it sounded dramatic.)
always be closing, those are good leads, you see this watch?, and, etc.
(but still, you should keep at least a couple around as friends. they tend to be excellent judges of character when your vision is hormone obscured. word.)
i'll always have ton of them around as friends...they are quite attached to me..and some of them i'd never consider.
and i just find detours more interesting.
and what is this game of which you speak? game? woman...this cane doesn't make me a pimp...
Gi'my money!
I just wanted to say it. And you're chock full o' shit. They're attached to you because you work at making them attached to you. (Got game was a compliment but it's factual, too.)
You put in the time, you shmooze, you charm, you flatter and women respond. My point is anybody who can move that many women is deceiving himself if he believes he can't inspire one (if not many) of these women to fall in love.
I reject your application for victimhood.
(Nice cane.)
they are attached to me cause i listen. oh god, the ever-missing trait. i actually listen. and i believe in discourse...which is a lost art apparently.
and i've not inspired a single one of my female friends to fall in love with me.
ever.
that i know of.
i have a listener. maybe not a hearer. tant pis. you can't have everything, right? and mr. doesn't-bust-a-move never inspired any of his friends to fall in love with him?
i can't imagine why. (too safe. too risk-averse. too passive. too dependent on the ladies to make something happen.) seriously, nothing occurs to me.
another mystery. you ARE a victim! i annoint thee victimhead! go forth and listen. but don't do any more than that. it's in violation of your contract.
you should really stay with the english. otherwise, chupa mi oho colour cafe, punjatero.
and no..i didn't.
to my knowledge.
and yes, it oversteps bounds...regardless of current mindset on future prospects.
i'm not a victim. that's a choice, right?
i'd rather not be annointed as such.
i shall listen.
and make due.
it's what i have done...i'm good at it right?
you just be you.
i'll be obstinant.
you sure you've got the spelling right? oho? ojo?
i didn't annoint you anything, bud. you keep on describing yourself as a victim. i'm over this.
you keep calling me one.
it's pretty.
i'm not calling you anymore.
sure aren't.
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