Well, Hell, I Tried
I thought I was done posting but I actually have about two weeks left with access to computers and I keep thinking of things I want to post.....which is particularly odd considering that recently I have been at a lost for things to talk about. Guess all you have to do is try to stop to get the ideas flowing again. Just this one thing and then I'm definitely done.....for today at least.
I realized, whilst watching television yesterday, that the thing I miss most about being in a relationship (aside from someone to wake up to and take care of you when you are sick) are kisses. That's right, you heard me, kisses. Short ones, long ones, soft ones, ones that leave you gasping for breath, kisses that lead farther, kisses that lead nowhere.......aahh, kisses. I have been told I am a great kisser which is wonderful for the self-esteem but its not a lot of good if I can't put it to use. Bother, I guess I'll just daydream for a while.....so, for all of those that were wondering.....yes, guys think about things like this....though I may be the first to admit it publicly. Anyone wanna send me an e-kiss, never mind, that's not even close to the same.........(sighs and turns to stare wistfully out the window).
posted by Unknown at 1:14 PM
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In the past week, I have read two posts in regards to this "kissing" phenomena. Yours being number two. Perhaps I'll write the third one just as soon as I put back the bottle of tequila in the fridge and stop slurring eighties love songs ...
Damn. Why did you have to write about kisses?
8:26 PM
Sorry gals, but I'm still in kiss withdrawal...Stacey, save me some of that tequila I think I might hop off the wagon for this one! By the by, my reflection, while pleasing, is no substitute for soft, warm, feminine lips. Oh hell, I think I'll just go get my own bottle of tequila on that one...
Oh, and thanks for cheering me up you bloody wankers....sorry I'm practicing my lingo for New Zealand...do you Yanks fancy some shrimp on the barbie? Oh wait, that's Australia...damn it...I need more practice!
9:21 AM
Did I fail to mention that I've never been big on sharing?
Get your own damn tequila ... And then feel free to stop by and visit and we can restore our spirits together.
I wonder ... Does your nose still get in the way if you're kissing your reflection. Tim, you'll have to let me know how you "made out" ...
Hah! I made a funny.
I'm all for interventions! Sign me up. Just make sure the guest list is comprised of mostly males ... I need a lot of convincing of the error of my ways.
Until then I'm off the bandwagon.
And bugger! Who are you calling a bloody wanker, you silly cow?
;)
4:47 PM
You should hear me sing Whitney ...
I'm rather interesting at a bar ... Although truth be told, I don't go all that often. Though when I do, I usually come home with a few good stories.
7:16 PM
Okay, no to kissing the mirror...I was just reminscing on how pleasant I am to look at. So, that being the case...and Stacey being so much fun to barhop with I recommend a rendezvous at the nearest karoake bar....so long as I don't have to sing and Lisa can drag her ass out of the library (library? what the hell). Oh, and yes your nose does get in the way.....wait....I mean, how would I know....crap. Bloody wankers!
12:58 PM
I remember it just like it was yesterday ... I was on a blind date with some guy named Dave (whose belt buckle was bigger than his head) and I dragged my best friend Brenda (with her then boyfriend Phil) along to the bar where I was meeting him at his karaoke gig ... Needless to say, there was no way to politely bail out on the date when I discovered that we were completely incompatible without doing a karaoke song before my exit ...
Buying Brenda enough drinks to persuade her to go up with me, we chose our all time favorite song, the kind of song we could sing in our sleep ... Janis Joplin's Me and Bobby McGee. Nothing could have been easier.
Except no one bothered to tell us that the version we were about to sing was some countrified thing that didn't even have the same tempo as the original ... We were completely lost, standing up on stage with the mikes in our hands looking at each other as if to say, "What the hell is this?"
For a few minutes, we gave it a try, trying to figure out how to sing a song that sounded nothing like the song we knew, until we finally looked at each other and said forget it, walking off the stage with our hands thrown up in the air in mock defeat as the crowd loudly booed.
Considering our unpopularity at that point, it was quite easy to take our leave and let Dave continue on with his work.
Anyhoo ... There's my karaoke story. The moral being, make sure you know exactly what song you're going to sing to before volunteering to go on stage.
Maybe I do need to do another performance to redeem myself ...
Hmmmm ....
4:07 PM
She was probably rolling even harder after my performance ... Although most likely with laughter at that point.
As far as singing goes, I'd like to think that if I were a year younger, I could have been the next American Idol ... ;) Or at least not one of the people they joyfully make fun of at the beginning of the show who really, really don't know they can't sing.
I think this may be the best thread that Tim's had yet on his blog and wouldn't ya know it ... He's not around to find it out. Sad really. Especially since I need to thank him for the Mom's Day card ... Though to be honest, the guy on the e-card was a bit too pretty for my tastes.
;)
7:10 PM
Good lord, there's just no pleasing you people is there? ;-)
Methinks a little attitude adjustment is in order!! And yes I can sing, but no I will not be singing any karaoke in the future...so there. Stacey, brave work on the Janis song, I once drove from Dallas to Atlanta in 8 hours (12 hour trip), singing Bobbie Mcgee and bawling the whole way...don't ask it was too traumatic, especially when I arrived in Atlanta with a blown engine and realized what I'd been singing in my sorrow....talk about embarrassing...oh, and the car was a little VW Cabriolet convertible, even more embarrassing....matter of fact pretend it was a friend of mine that did the above and not me, shall we?!!
7:09 AM
No can do ... It was you and we know it.
Guess you'll just have to tell us the rest of the story now.
;)
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7:12 PM
I swear these comments are going to be the death of me...why is it that I cannot edit my comment but rather must delete it. Oh, well nothing to be done about it I suppose...alright, so there's this thing called Skype where you can talk to anyone online for free...I'll ship you each a bottle of tequila and then I want to hear "Summertime" by Janis from Stacey....and "Silver Springs" by Stevie from Lisa. For my part I will sing "These are a Few of My Favorite Things"....well, actually no, no I won't...but I would be happy to laugh at you guys...will that be satisfactory?
10:13 AM
No, no, I've been here all along...I just didn't have anything witty or worthwhile to say so I was going to let Stacey do it for me.....but then she disappeared....perhaps into a bottle of tequila....that means she'll probably be getting a kiss before me....some people, I swear. :)
7:29 AM
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