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Nov. 30th, 2007
a joke for us depressed peeps
Nov. 30th, 2007 12:31 pmJim and Edna were both patients in a mental hospital. One day while they were walking past the hospital swimming pool, Jim suddenly jumped into the deep end. He sank to the bottom of the pool and stayed there. Edna promptly jumped in to save him. She swam to the bottom and pulled Jim out.
When the Head Nurse Director became aware of Edna's heroic act, she immediately ordered her to be discharged from the hospital, as she now considered her to be mentally stable.
When she went to tell Edna the news she said, "Edna, I have good news and bad news. The good news is you're being discharged; since you were able to rationally respond to a Crisis by jumping in and saving the life of another patient, I have concluded that your act displays sound mindedness.
The bad news is, Jim, the patient you saved, hung himself in the bathroom with his bathrobe belt right after you saved him. I am so sorry, but he's dead."
Edna replied, "He didn't hang himself, I put him there to dry. How soon can I go home?"
When the Head Nurse Director became aware of Edna's heroic act, she immediately ordered her to be discharged from the hospital, as she now considered her to be mentally stable.
When she went to tell Edna the news she said, "Edna, I have good news and bad news. The good news is you're being discharged; since you were able to rationally respond to a Crisis by jumping in and saving the life of another patient, I have concluded that your act displays sound mindedness.
The bad news is, Jim, the patient you saved, hung himself in the bathroom with his bathrobe belt right after you saved him. I am so sorry, but he's dead."
Edna replied, "He didn't hang himself, I put him there to dry. How soon can I go home?"
another bad joke
Nov. 30th, 2007 04:11 pmA blond walks into a library and loudly exclaims, "I'll have a cheeseburger, fries and a diet coke"
The librarian rolls her eyes, looks straight at the blond and says "This is a library"
The blond gets a horrified look on her face and says "Oh my gawd, like I am SO sorry" then whispers "I'll have a cheeseburger, fries and a diet coke"
The librarian rolls her eyes, looks straight at the blond and says "This is a library"
The blond gets a horrified look on her face and says "Oh my gawd, like I am SO sorry" then whispers "I'll have a cheeseburger, fries and a diet coke"
Three gay men died and were going to be cremated. Their
lovers happened to be at the funeral home at the same
time and were discussing what they planned to do with
the ashes.
The first man said, "My Benny loved to fly so I'm going
up in a plane and scatter his ashes in the sky."
The second man said, "My Carl was a good fisherman so
I'm going to scatter his ashes in our favorite lake."
The third man said, "My Jimmy was such a good lover,
I think I'm going to dump his ashes in a pot of chili
so he can tear my ASS up just one more time!"
lovers happened to be at the funeral home at the same
time and were discussing what they planned to do with
the ashes.
The first man said, "My Benny loved to fly so I'm going
up in a plane and scatter his ashes in the sky."
The second man said, "My Carl was a good fisherman so
I'm going to scatter his ashes in our favorite lake."
The third man said, "My Jimmy was such a good lover,
I think I'm going to dump his ashes in a pot of chili
so he can tear my ASS up just one more time!"
How does one find a BF? No. Not a FB or a ONS. But a BF. I have tried the bars. I am on sex sites, and must say have done quite well for myself on both accounts. Especially as a mild aggressive one; a shy one (my 2007 New Yrs resolution was to be more assertive. I was/am. It worked!). But why is it so hard to meet someone that is serious? And 100% single! Sexual compatibility is important in a relationship. I think especially for men. Gay men. But do we throw up our legs on the first date, or wait? If we meet someone on a sex site, do I tell them I want to meet for coffee first? Then if I like them, just say, "lets meet again, get to know each other", "maybe date for a while first" (Boy! That's old fashioned), then later "throw our legs up" (that seems to defeat the idea of a sex site making it more of a dating site)?
Am I somewhat too picky and selective as I am getting older? Will being too selective contribute to never finding a relationship? Sometimes it is easier wank'n, than dealing with the date, or hook up thing in the first place(right hand is with me. Left hand feels that I'm almost with someone else (lol). Or am I destined never to meet someone?
I am working out, trying to better myself physically and mentally. Trying to meet new people. But it still does not come easy.
Being the start of the holiday season, and new year approaching, I tend to reflect on this and other aspects of my life on a yearly basis. I do know one thing however. The holidays is not the time to go hunting. At least not for me. That is the time when most people are vulnerable. Some people are so lonely this time of the year, that they tend to "want" someone just for the idea of having someone, for the holidays. I have known some that meet during the holidays, and are then no longer together after the new year. Some are in love with the "idea" being in love, and not really being in love with the person. I know. I've been there. We all have.
So this is the time, I am out a lot. Parties, fund raisers, and the like. But I tend to tread cautiously. This time of the year, I am not looking for a BF. And if I do meet someone, I am cautious. The holidays tend to smokescreen events, new meetings, and sometimes the possibility of romance. Yes. It's best to hunt after the new year. With a fresh pallet. But will I ever find a BF? Or will someone find me?
Am I somewhat too picky and selective as I am getting older? Will being too selective contribute to never finding a relationship? Sometimes it is easier wank'n, than dealing with the date, or hook up thing in the first place(right hand is with me. Left hand feels that I'm almost with someone else (lol). Or am I destined never to meet someone?
I am working out, trying to better myself physically and mentally. Trying to meet new people. But it still does not come easy.
Being the start of the holiday season, and new year approaching, I tend to reflect on this and other aspects of my life on a yearly basis. I do know one thing however. The holidays is not the time to go hunting. At least not for me. That is the time when most people are vulnerable. Some people are so lonely this time of the year, that they tend to "want" someone just for the idea of having someone, for the holidays. I have known some that meet during the holidays, and are then no longer together after the new year. Some are in love with the "idea" being in love, and not really being in love with the person. I know. I've been there. We all have.
So this is the time, I am out a lot. Parties, fund raisers, and the like. But I tend to tread cautiously. This time of the year, I am not looking for a BF. And if I do meet someone, I am cautious. The holidays tend to smokescreen events, new meetings, and sometimes the possibility of romance. Yes. It's best to hunt after the new year. With a fresh pallet. But will I ever find a BF? Or will someone find me?
Tooooooo Cold
Nov. 30th, 2007 10:17 pmI was to go out tonight in SF. But tonight is the coldest night so far this year. Since I just got over the flu, and will be out tomorrow night(suppose to be colder), best stay in.
I'm off to sleep in my clean sheets! They don't smell like a gym anymore (although when they start smelling like armpits that is a bit of a turn on for me. Actually a big turn on ;-) I'm off to gym in am with trainer for 8 am. Been so long, it will be like starting over :-(
The temps may not seem that cold to most of you. But when we get that cold breeze from the north west, off the ocean, with no snow around to insulate us, the air just goes right though your bones. Our Quebec relatives, when visiting at times like this, said they had never been so cold. Seemed warmer in Canada. It actually feels warmer at Lake Tahoe when there is snow, than here, without the snow. Burrrrrrrrrrrrrr
It may be sunny, but not always warm.
I'm off to sleep in my clean sheets! They don't smell like a gym anymore (although when they start smelling like armpits that is a bit of a turn on for me. Actually a big turn on ;-) I'm off to gym in am with trainer for 8 am. Been so long, it will be like starting over :-(
The temps may not seem that cold to most of you. But when we get that cold breeze from the north west, off the ocean, with no snow around to insulate us, the air just goes right though your bones. Our Quebec relatives, when visiting at times like this, said they had never been so cold. Seemed warmer in Canada. It actually feels warmer at Lake Tahoe when there is snow, than here, without the snow. Burrrrrrrrrrrrrr
It may be sunny, but not always warm.
speaking of cold weather
Nov. 30th, 2007 10:33 pmHow many of you out there built snow houses way back when? One of my fondest memories of growing up in Quebec, Canada, were the snow houses and forts that my cousins would build in the back yard. Some were quite impressive. If the snow was record deep, you could construct one large enough to stand in. Some had 2 or 3 rooms, with snow tables and snow chairs. They would spray the interior and exterior with water to harden into ice, to last a long time. One could also make pretty adequate ones from the snow mounds the street blowers would produce in front of your home.
I also miss the back yard skating rinks they would construct. Set up the flood lights, and we could skate all night.
And yes. I did get my tongue stuck on a railing. My mom had to pour warm water on the pole and my tongue so I could release it (so blond!). And yes, I did write my name in the snow, as I peed. Or at least try to. The pee and the cold weather created so much steam, I couldn't see! I have a pee and snow story that is quite funny, but will share later.
Nite!
I also miss the back yard skating rinks they would construct. Set up the flood lights, and we could skate all night.
And yes. I did get my tongue stuck on a railing. My mom had to pour warm water on the pole and my tongue so I could release it (so blond!). And yes, I did write my name in the snow, as I peed. Or at least try to. The pee and the cold weather created so much steam, I couldn't see! I have a pee and snow story that is quite funny, but will share later.
Nite!