as part of the Gladstone plans I fired up my account on gaydar.com.au a week ago and changed my location to Gladstone. (I'm gaydar.com.au/dcarm)
For those of you who don't know, gaydar is kinda like a gay dating site. Except you can say "just looking for friends" and you can say who with. I explained the situation in my profile, said I was in a relationship, I'm looking for friends so that I'll know someone up there when I get there, yadda yadda.
Up until yesterday all of the messages I've gotten have been decent, they seem like nice guys, and yeah. But today! Today I received:
"Hi man gee don't expect too much looking the way u do"
My response to this is a bit of shock followed by "Seriously!?! However accurate it might or might not be, that's so uncalled for! A message like that from out of the blue invokes my "fuck you" reflex.
"yeah thanks. I'm only looking for friends because I've already got a partner. Been together for 4 years. Don't expect too much, acting the way u do…"
What possesses someone to send a message like that? It's not like I'd sent him one before. Does he feel so inferior that he has to put down random people on the internet? He would have been attractive if he hadn't sent that message. Isn't it odd how one statement can change how you'd look at someone completely?
Where have all the manners gone?
Today was pretty crappy.
I mean, it was a great day, but there were two significant events that were crap, one I knew would be, and the other was a complete surprise.
The pre-planned crappiness was putting Cariad on the boat. We had a great time, but it took pretty much everything I had not to cry while she was hugging J goodbye. I knew that moment when the goodbye became real was gonna feel pretty shitty. Having said that… Cariad, I'm glad you're going to do this for you! I'm glad you're going to experience real independence! But most of all, I'm glad I'm moving somewhat closer to Brisbane. We might actually get to see each other!
The surprise crappiness occurred on the way home from the boat. Some idiot at Andy's Bakery (Westbury) decided that it would be a great idea to put apricot jam on top of Pecan Pie! Pecan Pie should be Crust, Pecans, and brown-sugary-caramel-stuff. End of Story. Apricot Jam on Pecan Pie is messing with perfection, and should be legally prohibited. (I loooooooove Pecan Pie. It pains me when it's screwed up, esp since it's so easy to get right!)
Would you rather give away your money or give away your time?
Submitted by Ross
It really depends on the cause, what's required, and how passionate I am about it.
sometimes these things need money, so that's what I provide when I can, other times it's people to help, and I provide that when I can, too.
I prefer neither over the other, although I find time easier usually 'cos I'm a student.
I just saw this Internet Addiction Test today.
OK, fine, I can see people saying in a bar, "you have a drinking problem, you need help."
these guys have an online support group though, which prompts the "WTF were they THINKING!?!" response in me. someone else commented that this is kinda like holding an AA meeting in a pub. Admittedly, this would be a good way for AA to raise attendance, but I don't know that it's appropriate.
Is this like a drug-dealer running the rehab clinic at his crack-house?
I kinda forget what week this is.
Today I lost 1.7 kg, taking me down to 95.2 which is tied lowest I've been this year. I have found that the uni gym scales are outta whack. I'm gonna go weigh myself on them in a minute to be sure, but I *know* they're more than 200g outta whack (they tell me I'm lighter than I am) that means that I've lost over 20kg!
Show us an instrument you know how to play.
I can play a few:
I learned to play the Piano until about grade 4, then just played it for personal enjoyment. I can usually eventually nut out the pieces that I want to play. In grade 6 I played Keyboard for the Burnie Learners Band when our regular pianist was not available. I kept playing that until I left the band in grade 6. I can still play when I feel so inclined, but not as well as I used to. No more sight-reading for me.
I was in a band called EMUsicians, it was for the best musicians in the NorthWest in grades 5 and 6. I can't remember what I played for the audition, I suspect it was the Recorder though.
This is the first instrument that I officially learned. I started playing in grade one or so when I met my best friend throughout primary school, Tim. He played it, and was really good. I learned to play quite proficiently and was playing flute music on the recorder with the Burnie Learners Band. (This is quite a feat, by the way, the finger-work for high notes in rapid succession is nasty) I left the recorder behind after playing the trumpet with EMUsicians in grade 5.
Yep! I can play Madonna like a recorder!
Actually, no. I sing, and this is probably the best picture I can find of that.
When I went to church I was typically called upon out of the "choir" of 5-8 to sing solos.
I've left the guitar till last because I can't play it very well at all, and never did play it very well at all. I can get a few songs happening on it at least. I don't have one any more, so I never got around to perfecting it.