Posted by Scott in Vermont on June 10, 2004, at 13:09:55
In reply to speaking of which » Scott in Vermont, posted by karen_kay on June 9, 2004, at 19:08:20
The business of which would fall under New Topics because chances are it would have already been addressed at an earlier date and any request for a change to an existing schedule would be dealt with under New Topics. I can see how you might equate such things to the To Do list, but that list is primarily work-related, and I would never want which becoming work, as that would be totally contrary to the idea of the entire thing.
(Yes, there really is such a thing as homemade donuts, but if you want those cheap powdered ones, I’ll get you some of those instead)
Well, at least your obsession has diverted from a pony to the “X” rack. And I’m betting that you think I’m just making it up. I’m betting that you think I’m full of poo up past my eyebrows (why else would my hair be brown?) but you’ll have to trust me on this one… there really is an “X” rack in a dark and damp corner of the basement. No, it has not yet been used for anything. No, it doesn’t look like a pony! It looks like an X! If it looked like a PONY, it would be called the PONY rack!
(sigh…) you’ll test me, just to see if you’d “earn” the rack, eh? Something tells me that you’re going to be a very needy and high maintenance kind of partner. The details of the rack would fall under “please be civil” and I still think we’re dangerously close to that, so I’ll have to leave it to your imagination. That, or check out www.spankthebadgirl.com
I won’t wager a bet on who would win a fistfight between you and my girlfriend, because I don’t know you well enough. But I will say I have been teaching her to fight, so you might want to spar with the guy who sells you your smokes at the gas station a little.
There is no such thing as love at first sight. Lust, want, and desire perhaps, but not love. Love is an intentional emotion that needs to be nurtured and cultivated. If we fall in love, it’ll be after we have explored each other more.
You can introduce me however you want. But if you call me your old man, you’d better get me a Harley because I don’t need some biker guy getting all bent because you’re using a biker phrase to describe me and all I have is a Cannondale mountain bike (which you can ride if you want).
I will DIE before I introduce you as Princess ANYTHING. The reason for that is because I refer to the (soon to be ex) wife as “princess”, because she is such a (edited so I do not get a “please be civil”… but do know that words rhyming with trucking, shunt, and ditch were part of the rant I edited here) and there is no way at all I’m going to have someone in my life that I refer to as “princess”. Forget it.
The house does not have AC, but get over it… its VERMONT. We have maybe 3 days a year that AC would be nice, but that is why they make fans and swimming holes. Toughen up, city girl, you’re moving to the country.
And yes, the house has all wood floors. Spruce, for the most part, but the kitchen has linoleum. There are area rugs (which can be rolled up if need be) and anything involving oils should be done in the kitchen.
With regards to stealing my girlfriend… if you think you CAN take her completely, be my guest to try. But keep this in mind- if you manage to edge me out of the picture while you are playing with my (ex) girlfriend and 6 of my friends, keep in mind that your playtime was provided by Mr. Perry, bill payer and income generator. You might find a way to carry on without me, but you’d better believe that if I wanted to be in an emotionally abusive relationship where I was taken for granted and expected to provide all the utilitarian functions without as much of a reward as a pat on the head, I’ll just move back in with my wife. Don’t even think about pulling that crap on me. Which is another reason why I’m never going to marry anyone ever again. If something like the above happens, I’m packing up and heading down the highway. I do have dignity and pride.
If you threaten to leave only to get my attention, you’ll “get my attention” all right. I don’t like playing games like that at all. You’re really starting to remind me of my (soon to be ex) wife. You know… I’m starting to think that perhaps you’re not community material after all. You seem very manipulative and coercive, and I have noticed that your “needs” seem to be becoming more and more outrageous with each exchange. Perhaps we need to start over.
So at this point, I’ll say the fundraiser for your breasts is your concern, no I will not put the title of my car in your name, and you don’t have to buy me a gift (unless it’s a case of .45 Hydro-Shoks. But don’t worry, I’ll only need one… you can take the rest back). Your sister, your height, your poor Canadian wife, your boyfriend, or being a groupie for your favorite band… all of those things are your issues. Yes, I am aware you have other offers. You might want to start investigating them.
Vermont is here and waiting, if you can do what it takes to get here.
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