Had a Ham and Cheese Hot Pocket for breakfast this morning. As for last night, fell asleep on the couch at 8.
You know you’re very single when the last woman you dated is talking about getting engaged, not to you of course.
Had a Ham and Cheese Hot Pocket for breakfast this morning. As for last night, fell asleep on the couch at 8.
You know you’re very single when the last woman you dated is talking about getting engaged, not to you of course.
I pee with the door open too. My dog and two cats don’t care in fact they often come in and expect me to pet them when peeing, go figure.
One nice thing about being single and living alone is, you can crank the stereo at any hour (which I did last night) stay up late doing whatever, go to bed at whatever time and get up at 1:30 in the afternoon (which I did today.)
I even read a few pages of The Stand last night around 2:30 in the morning. A book I struggled to read initially (a friend ended up with it) so I bought a new copy and started to read it again. Hopefully I can get through the first 100 pages before I put it away.
You know your very single when the closest thing to a boyfriend you have is merely an outlet for sexual release < giggle > the good thing is, we both agree to this. Besides, he’s a porno website designer and maker of mucho money because of it…if he was a boyfriend and I had to introduce him to my father, what the hell would I tell my dad?
To make sense of that last statement, I too am a web designer, how the hell would I explain to my dad that my friend owns a 99 Corvette and can afford to purchase a $250,000 home etc…he would wonder why I am in the financial boat I am in, hehe.
LOL chief, yer funny
You know you’re very single when you are sitting home for a 2nd straight night. You’re watching cops and two truck drivers are wearing toe nail polish and one has a leapord print leotard on with tatoos and you are laughing your ass off.
I realize people live strange lives, but sheesh this takes the cake.
I’m single. Unfortunately, I live in the dorms with a roommate, and I don’t drink, smoke, or own a TV, so I can’t do all of that single-stuff you’re talking about. So, I just have to spend all evening in the computer lab, posting to the SDMB until the lab closes. Oh, well.
An infinite number of rednecks in an infinite number of pickup trucks shooting an infinite number of shotguns at an infinite number of road signs will eventually produce all the world’s great works of literature in Braille.
Techchick, I’m not single, but your posts crack me up
Reading this thread, however, there was one overwhelming (SP?) sentiment that hit me like a ton of bricks:
"All will bow to kellibelli, Queen of the Mundane!"
Coldfire
"You know how complex women are"
techchick…
And you can’t find a guy that does the same and tolerayes your pets? Do you want the board to write a want ad for you? You musta have a local paper or website to put it in.
Ah, the guy, the porno guy. I guess it’s better than no guy.
LOL sunbear, you can make one up for me, but I am not actively looking
Tis Sunday night and I am watching “Who Wants to be a Millionaire” gads, these people are stupid!
According my book of being single and potentially being a spinster, it’s okay to stay home and be mellow on a Sunday night.
Getting ready to nuke the Marie Calendar teriaki chicken, feed the fish and veg out in front of the TV, now, for a Sunday night this is what I call a nice evening < grin >
Staying at home in a tshirt, MUCKing and SDMBing, eating miniravioli, keeping an eye on the spaghetti sauce I am making as well as the laundry…pretty much a normal night. No GF, no life, and only the warm glow of the monitor keeping me company.
>>Being Chaotic Evil means never having to say your sorry…unless the other guy is bigger than you.<<
—The dragon observes
since we weren’t very organised this weekend, I’m sitting up waiting for the laundry to finish, since if it’s not done by Sunday night, it doesn’t get done during the week.
one load in the dryer, one in the washer - sigh.
and the stars o’erhead were dancing heel to toe
you know you’re very single when . . .
your right hand breaks up with you
“A single lifetime, even though entirely devoted to the sky, would not be enough for the investigation of so vast a subject.” - Seneca
You know you are single when Babs Bunny looks like the ultimate love interest. Oops, looks like Tiny Toon Adventures is on. Gotta run.