You're too generous on your rating scale if you believe more than 1 10 was at a zoo.I agree on "most" young women. Some absolutely look like children, and their same age friends look like adults. I know that both are in the 18-20 range, yet a HUGE difference. And I'm only 32. Why was I so easily able to tell an age difference when I was that age, yet now it all looks creepy?
PS - I discovered a great place to meet women over the weekend, though most are mothers.
I went to the Zoo with my daughter. Holy shit is there a lot of talent there. I was admiring 9's and 10's most of the day. In other news, it was a nice Sunday.
I think that shit has finally gone the way of the do-do. 5 or 6 years ago I was bitching about having had to do it recently with some friends that lived in BC, and they were like "what the fuck? You don't have to do that shit out here any more, you just pee in a cup!" Apparently it took Alberta a few extra years to implement that shit at the STI clinic.They didn't stick the q-tip up your peepee?
Aww. That's the best part.
haha your sister saved you. Next time you're at a high school party get some advice on ages before you're hitting on 16 year olds!Home Crazy. She actually sent a second email on Saturday that was almost word for word the same as the email Friday night. I don't know if she thought maybe I didn't get it or had her blocked, because she sent the second one from a different email account. I didn't respond to that one either. I told some friends about it today, about the recent emails, and how I can't help wanting to just respond with some small acknowledgement, but know its would just start it all up again. They agreed.
Away crazy did actually text me the weekend after the trip, she said "Sorry I was weird, I was shy and stupid, if you're ever in Chicago text me, I'll make it up to you! (kiss face emote)" and I just responded "No worries, will do, thanks!".
So yeah, not much.
Ohh here's a thing you may get a kick out of. I have an 18 year old sister who just graduated high school, and my parents threw her a party for it. I showed up over there last night for the party, and there was probably 50-60 people there. Maybe 85% my parents friends, and 15% friends of my sisters. So I sit at the "young people" table, with a bunch of kids basically. Well, after like an hour, this cute girl sits down across from me, and she has a full chest tattoo coming up out of her shirt. My sister introduces this girl, and we start talking. Turns out she's kind of a nerd, and so I'm basically flirting with an 18 year old girl, she's laughing, and I'm thinking "Pretty sure this makes me a creep, but I don't feel like a creep, and I'm not asking her out or anything, so just keep going." Talk to this girl for like another hour, and my sister comes over and hangs out with us. At one point, my sister goes "It's funny that you guys have stuff in common, because I think you're like as old as her dad." I go "What? Not unless her dad had her when he was 10 or something." and my sister goes "Pretty close I think." And then the subject changes.
When I was leaving later in the night my sister is walking me to my car, and I said "Hey, do me a favor. When I come visit you at college, if one of your friends is flirting with me, don't tell her I'm twice her age ok? " and she laughed and said "Colledge girls sure, but that girl you were talking too was so-and-so's little sister. She's 16." I made a face and went "Whhhaaaaa? She has a giant chest tattoo? She can't be 16." and she told me the girls parents had signed off permission for it.
So, while I can't imagine I'm going to be in many situations where I'm talking to young girls to begin with, I've proven that I have no grasp on age. If I met this girl in a store I would have guessed early 20's, like 23 tops. Kids today, am I right?
Lets just stop right there. How about don't hit anybody at a high school party unless she's obviously a mom?Next time you're at a high school party
Now this is guaranteed to piss your wife off, but it makes a point. I kept a tally board one day of "things wife asked me to do" vs. "things I asked wife to do". You know, stupid shit like can you run to the store and get X, can you do <chore you would have done sometime in the next hour but that wasn't good enough>, etc.My cousin has been married for a couple years now, he has two kids (2 and 4). Never really understood why he got with his wife, but it was his decision so I accepted her. Last week he came home with a 21 year old hot piece of ass (10/10) before she had left to go to her parents with the kids, essentially getting caught cheating by being an idiot. His solution? Told his wife to pack her things and hit the road. Kind of a douche move. I don't really know how their marriage was, but I get the idea that it wasn't good at all.
My family is filled with feminists and idiot females (I'm one of 4 men - me, my brother, this cousin, and my dad - all the females are divorced) that are taking the wife's side and have cut my cousin out of the family. It's a weird situation. Now I'm getting shit from them all because I hired his company to put a fence up in my yard. I'm thinking if I'm shunned this might work out for me as I hate their feministic views. Anyways, just a weird anecdote.
My own wife is pissing me off since we bought the house. She's very much "need everything done right now." Essentially everyday I am getting home at about 6PM and she has a laundry list of things we need to do. Keep in mind, none of this involves unpacking anything so our house is still filled with boxes. It's stupid shit like planting flowers, buying chairs and rugs (FUCKING RUGS EVERYWHERE), installing things in the house, tons of more yard work, going to a million places. Usually by midnight I am passed out in a chair somewhere in the house and have to be coaxed into bed where I then wake up at 6AM to go back to work.
Tried to tell her I'm getting burnt out but she won't listen. She genuinely does not understand, especially since she isn't doing the heavy lifting. Even my weekends are filled up. Bout to murder a bitch.
Last night I snapped. We were out so late that I wasn't able to cook dinner for myself until 1AM. I was fuming in the kitchen and I spilled a soda. I threw it at a wall and exploded soda everywhere and screamed "FUCK THIS SHIT." I think that got her attention. She asked what was wrong and I exploded about how I'm sick and tired of the kitchen being a disaster because of all her chores. I think it got the point across as she started putting stuff away. I ate and went right to bed without saying anything. Still mad today. We'll see how it goes.
Lindz hopefully you aren't like this with your husband in your new house.
I've been debating such a list for a long time, it would be close to your 80:1 ratio for sure. Even little things like always stopping at the store on the way home pisses me off. I wouldn't mind it if she would just cool it even for one day. We moved in around one month ago and it's been a whirlwind every single day since.Now this is guaranteed to piss your wife off, but it makes a point. I kept a tally board one day of "things wife asked me to do" vs. "things I asked wife to do". You know, stupid shit like can you run to the store and get X, can you do <chore you would have done sometime in the next hour but that wasn't good enough>, etc.
It was like 80 to 1 by the end of the day. I showed her at the end of the day and of course it pissed her off, but it also made the point. I don't know why women think we are their servants. Don't be one. I want something done, I don't ask her to do it, I do it, or I buy it. She wants something done, let her do it her fucking self, or have it be a balance between things she helps out with vs. things you help out with.
If you let your marriage get to the point where she's constantly hounding you to do shit that you literally do not give a fuck about, then you are just a ticking time bomb waiting to toss sodas at the wall. Instead of that, you need to go, "baby, you like that stuff. You do it. I'm going to work on unpacking this kitchen, its driving me crazy." Or whatever it is you want to do.
That indeed sounds like a win/win. That sounds unhealthy. Of course I come from a smaller family where we regularly tell each other to go fuck themselves. We also regularly help each other out. But shunning/shaming is not part of the equation. When he finally left my crazy ass aunt, my uncle had to opt out of the entire thing. Some of us would drop by on him from time to time still even after he was divorced. I liked the dude. So did my dad, and they'd been friends back in college. He eventually moved the fuck away... and I suspect those visits might have been part of it.My cousin has been married for a couple years now, he has two kids (2 and 4). Never really understood why he got with his wife, but it was his decision so I accepted her. Last week he came home with a 21 year old hot piece of ass (10/10) before she had left to go to her parents with the kids, essentially getting caught cheating by being an idiot. His solution? Told his wife to pack her things and hit the road. Kind of a douche move. I don't really know how their marriage was, but I get the idea that it wasn't good at all.
My family is filled with feminists and idiot females (I'm one of 4 men - me, my brother, this cousin, and my dad - all the females are divorced) that are taking the wife's side and have cut my cousin out of the family. It's a weird situation. Now I'm getting shit from them all because I hired his company to put a fence up in my yard. I'm thinking if I'm shunned this might work out for me as I hate their feministic views. Anyways, just a weird anecdote.
This is a man who need a honeydo list.My own wife is pissing me off since we bought the house. She's very much "need everything done right now." Essentially everyday I am getting home at about 6PM and she has a laundry list of things we need to do. Keep in mind, none of this involves unpacking anything so our house is still filled with boxes. It's stupid shit like planting flowers, buying chairs and rugs (FUCKING RUGS EVERYWHERE), installing things in the house, tons of more yard work, going to a million places. Usually by midnight I am passed out in a chair somewhere in the house and have to be coaxed into bed where I then wake up at 6AM to go back to work.
Tried to tell her I'm getting burnt out but she won't listen. She genuinely does not understand, especially since she isn't doing the heavy lifting. Even my weekends are filled up. Bout to murder a bitch.
Last night I snapped. We were out so late that I wasn't able to cook dinner for myself until 1AM. I was fuming in the kitchen and I spilled a soda. I threw it at a wall and exploded soda everywhere and screamed "FUCK THIS SHIT." I think that got her attention. She asked what was wrong and I exploded about how I'm sick and tired of the kitchen being a disaster because of all her chores. I think it got the point across as she started putting stuff away. I ate and went right to bed without saying anything. Still mad today. We'll see how it goes.