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Yes, I'm sick of it. Not much more to say about it. Not long ago, just weeks ago, I was perfectly content. But now I'm not.

 

Me quintuple. I just want to fall asleep in someone's arms really really bad but can't seem to find anyone who's arms I want to fall into.

 

I have no idea where you live - pretty sure it's not within 20 miles since there are 200 kilometers separating me from the closest border to miles land. Else, I would totally be into striking a deal!

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Awe, Johan....

 

I think I found our love song...

 

http://www.rathergood.com/your_pants/

 

 

Chin up Johan. You are not alone in being alone, so there is that.

 

It goes without saying that I love yer pants. And don't think your remarkable talent for finding somewhat disturbing, but also kind of captivating internet videos has gone unnoticed.

 

And yes, when you can't have what you really want, a little dose of irony can be soothing for a short time in a prickly kind of way.

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I have no idea where you live - pretty sure it's not within 20 miles since there are 200 kilometers separating me from the closest border to miles land....

 

It's true that I live deep within the heart of miles land, so I'm sure there are more than 20 miles between us. But just FYI: the conversion factor is .621 miles per kilometer. So when you really think about it, we are all living in miles land. Even you Canadians, with your dollar that is suddenly so valuable.

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Johan you just need a cute little animal to cuddle with. Don`t get choosy;)

 

Maybe. What have you heard about axolotls?

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Johan

 

I have now. I googled axolotls. Not my thing. Anything should have a liitle fur on it...ya know what I mean:D Unless it has been shaved off:o

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I have now. I googled axolotls. Not my thing. Anything should have a liitle fur on it...ya know what I mean:D Unless it has been shaved off:o

 

He's got pussies. Guess they're not doing it for him. A beaver perhaps?

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It's true that I live deep within the heart of miles land, so I'm sure there are more than 20 miles between us. But just FYI: the conversion factor is .621 miles per kilometer. So when you really think about it, we are all living in miles land. Even you Canadians, with your dollar that is suddenly so valuable.

 

hmmmm... I could buy me a trip to the heart of miles land what with all that valuable canadian money. But then I could also go to Mexico, get me a axolotl.

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I have been feeling this way too lately. I feel jealous that my ex is presumably (i haven't had contact so I have no way of knowing) happy with some other girl while he left me here with a broken heart even though I know he's not capable of true happiness.

 

I feel like I'll never find someone and that maybe I'm just destined to be alone. Who knows. Sucks.

 

How long has it been since you've been in a relationship, Johan?

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:laugh: Yeah, those are his new loves. But hey, he still makes love to his pillow at night. So don't let all that passion he unleashes on here fool you.

 

He's still quite miserable. And who would really want him any other way, right? Just thinking about him being happy makes me want to :sick:

Don't worry Im still miserable, more miserable in a way. Im at the point where Im catatonic when it comes to expressing my misery like a man staring at his guts while hes being drawn and quartered. Its much easier to think about abstract things like history and politics than try and put an epitaph on the blank tombstone I call my existence

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It goes without saying that I love yer pants. And don't think your remarkable talent for finding somewhat disturbing, but also kind of captivating internet videos has gone unnoticed.

 

And yes, when you can't have what you really want, a little dose of irony can be soothing for a short time in a prickly kind of way.

 

I really do like elephants

I like gravity and turtles

I'm very fond of robots too.

...love...yer pants.

 

 

I don't agree that you can't have what you really want though. It is the waiting for it that blows. Or, for some, wrapping their head around a situation correctly. You have a disturbing imagination as well...and this I respect.

 

I don't want to discuss drought times ...I think I might be the record holder...:confused:. Off to find an over 30 virgin thread to make me feel a little better.

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Don't worry Im still miserable, more miserable in a way. Im at the point where Im catatonic when it comes to expressing my misery like a man staring at his guts while hes being drawn and quartered. Its much easier to think about abstract things like history and politics than try and put an epitaph on the blank tombstone I call my existence

 

Be still my heart!:love: I love it when you talk like that.

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Don't worry Im still miserable, more miserable in a way. Im at the point where Im catatonic when it comes to expressing my misery like a man staring at his guts while hes being drawn and quartered. Its much easier to think about abstract things like history and politics than try and put an epitaph on the blank tombstone I call my existence

 

See he is just SO cute :love:

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See he is just SO cute :love:

 

I know. It's hard to resist a man who talks like that. And I'm ashamed of myself being married and all. But I'm only human.

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Yes, I'm sick of it. Not much more to say about it. Not long ago, just weeks ago, I was perfectly content. But now I'm not.

 

You should hook up with KMT and hit up the town for a night. If anyone can help you score with a woman its KMT.

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Blame it on my silly imagination...

 

When I read B4R....I simply want to give him what he wants. Torture. Domination, tazing, ...now, drawn and quartered. I do have a 4 poster bed and a feral cat. I guess I could leave you two alone for a while.

 

With Johan I feel a Bonnie and Clyde situation. We could go on a silly spree. Hitting up grocery stores and putting a can of beans with the hot dog section. Putting deragatory/inflammatory remarks on Pepsi and Coke bottles and place them aside each other amongst the Orange Crush. Making smiley faces with limes in the lemon bin. Leaving strange notes in public restrooms. You know the not so harmful but fun spree.

 

Maybe that is how I differentiate the two.

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With Johan I feel a Bonnie and Clyde situation. We could go on a silly spree. Hitting up grocery stores and putting a can of beans with the hot dog section. Putting deragatory/inflammatory remarks on Pepsi and Coke bottles and place them aside each other amongst the Orange Crush. Making smiley faces with limes in the lemon bin. Leaving strange notes in public restrooms. You know the not so harmful but fun spree.

 

I'm right with you there, Ms. Pants. I love doing that kind of stuff. When you go do it by yourself, you just end up getting kicked out of the store. But when you're with a cute girl, you can get away with murder.

 

I'd like to do a little grape bowling: where you send grapes skittering across the floor and try to get them to stop right where an old lady is about to step. Hilarious. Or try to slip a bundle of Depends into the cart of some macho guy while he isn't looking. And then go watch him go through the checkout line. Or dress up like a Muslim and see if you can get the stock boy to lend you his box cutter.

 

SO much fun to be had at the grocery store.

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I'm right with you there, Ms. Pants. I love doing that kind of stuff. When you go do it by yourself, you just end up getting kicked out of the store. But when you're with a cute girl, you can get away with murder.

 

I'd like to do a little grape bowling: where you send grapes skittering across the floor and try to get them to stop right where an old lady is about to step. Hilarious. Or try to slip a bundle of Depends into the cart of some macho guy while he isn't looking. And then go watch him go through the checkout line. Or dress up like a Muslim and see if you can get the stock boy to lend you his box cutter.

 

SO much fun to be had at the grocery store.

 

I agree, those antics are much better with a partner in crime...at least a witness to laugh with later.

 

I don't like the grape bowling idea, as one day (sooner then I want) I will be an old lady and I don't want to 'Whip it good, step on a grape and break my back'....Devo paraphrased.

 

I have not ventured into The Walmart in some very long years. However, I entertain a fantasy of taking a sharpie with me and putting angry eyebrows on all the :) signs. Are you in?

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I agree, those antics are much better with a partner in crime...at least a witness to laugh with later.

 

I don't like the grape bowling idea, as one day (sooner then I want) I will be an old lady and I don't want to 'Whip it good, step on a grape and break my back'....Devo paraphrased.

 

I have not ventured into The Walmart in some very long years. However, I entertain a fantasy of taking a sharpie with me and putting angry eyebrows on all the :) signs. Are you in?

 

Don't they already have eyebrows? If they don't, then yes, I'm in!

 

I also liked your 4 poster bed and "feral cat" euphemism.

 

I'm surprised you didn't jump at that, B4R!

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Oh,

 

I guess I was not the only one:

 

It might be the seasons. I thought of that earlier today. There is something about Fall that always brings me down a bit.

 

But lately I've been craving someone to snuggle up with...must be the changing weather...

 

I've been craving someone to warm up next to. I also think it might be the weather changing.

 

But my blues are gone for now.

 

Ariadne

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Oh,

 

I guess I was not the only one:

 

But my blues are gone for now.

 

Ariadne

 

I'm glad to hear that. And so are mine. Thanks to everyone here. I feel better.

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