Yes 'curious.'So I meet a new female friend on line. We start e-mailing back and forth. I send her a picture of myself in full leathers, sitting on my bike. Also tell her that I work from home.
She says that I would likely scare her kids and she wants to know if I am paralyzed or something.
Whiskey Tango Foxtrot? Seriously. Addressing any single item here would be a disservice to the overall WTF...
Why is it, people of the fairer sex that I would honestly like to spend time with are 500 or more miles away? Ah, well. I have plenty to keep me occupied, and my cold medicine to keep me warm. Perhaps poor substitutes for companionship but will suffice for now.
4 comments:
sorry razor. i understand your frustration. just do what you love to do (baca, guns, bike builds, cooking, books, music,...) and eventually she'll find you. maybe she's at a different bookstore than your usual. or maybe she works at the yamaha shop instead of suzuki. or maybe she's at a new age bookstore or burning man?... ;) hang in there my friend, and get that foot all healed up soon!
it will happen before you know it...true love
Big Al
"The One", She's probably seen you around but you being a rolling stone...you know.
word verify: speed.
Ah, I am not worried. If one does not think once in a while of how a rose smells, one will likely not appreciate it when actually smelling the bloom.
Burning Man? :-) That might be like "round peg", "square hole." Yes, MQ, she might be around the corner or maybe down a 500 mile road. Foot is feeling better, my friend. Thanks!
Ya, Wooley; Bein' a rolling stone does pose a bit of a challenge. :-D Guess she had better be able to ride well to keep up with me.
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