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I'm in a nice place at the moment.
I mean mentally and not my office.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:12, 224 replies, latest was 15 years ago)
Over the course of our degrees, we even shared a flat for a couple of years, and I think more or less the whole time I had a little bit of a crush on her (well, when I wasn't seeing someone else). Even asked her out once but she declined.
Then, earlier this year and somewhat out of the blue, she sent me an email in which she asked me out. Naturally this was very flattering and I got very excited. Unfortunately, whilst things started out quite well, I eventually realised it wasn't really working. Hey ho.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:20, Reply)
At least you won't be thinking of what could have been.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:23, Reply)
I interviewed her for a job which she got on merit. We got together at the end of her first week.
We have been together for a year, been living together for several months and we have talked about getting married next year. I am planning to propose before Christmas. She has already told me she will say yes.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:16, Reply)
you know us too well.
And congrats-to-be for the proposal.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:24, Reply)
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:25, Reply)
/coat
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:16, Reply)
it is a little. not been there since I met her to be honest but it was lame then
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:18, Reply)
was bad and then Bristol gave us Oceana. At least it did you a favour though.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:20, Reply)
basically walk across the dance floor and you've pulled
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:19, Reply)
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:29, Reply)
shortly after getting stroppy and depressed about the lack of attention I'd been getting and going 'fuck it, I'm not going to bother looking any more.'
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:18, Reply)
The last two people I've been with have been 1. met when I wasn't expecting it and 2. a friend of mine I didn't know felt that way.
For 2. I don't actually know if he really does or if he just wanted a shag.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:21, Reply)
I can tell you how and where I met my current project though.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:21, Reply)
He was one of the new people in my tutorial. We had to go to a syposium in which we sat in our tutorial groups and we sat together. He asked me out for a drink afterwards. And we choose our own lab partners.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:31, Reply)
I've never even met you and I'm sure this isn't true.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:20, Reply)
But I'm not the slightest bit sad about it. If I feel the need for some, I know I can get it.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:23, Reply)
about being single if this was the case for me. However you might as well have found tumbleweed in my foof for all the action it was getting - and not for lack of trying on my part. Clearly I just don't have your natural charms!
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:26, Reply)
but even so, I could have been an absolute slag and not gotten any - men tend not to want to fuck fat girls.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:39, Reply)
and I got his number. I later drunkenly texted him about how hard it was to pee when wearing suspenders.
When they had left, he said to the mutual friend that he fancied me and the friend said (Psychochomp loves this bit) "Dude, everyone's been there". Luckily, he ignored this advice and asked me out for dinner and a movie.
We ended up going to Pizza Hut and then Blockbuster, it was beautiful. He moved in about a month later without me realising.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:19, Reply)
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:21, Reply)
he was just staying over most nights and then eventually his mum refused to do his washing because she said he didn't live there anymore and I was like "why, where does he live?"
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:25, Reply)
I love having the place to myself too much.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:28, Reply)
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:32, Reply)
I had only recently started living by myself before I met Em, so still crave having the place to myself.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:35, Reply)
I will spend the week eating exactly what I like, going to the pub and watching loads of stuff I have recorded on sky+ that she doesn't like watching.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:54, Reply)
when I'm not in he watches Battlestar in his pants and eats popcorn.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 15:10, Reply)
so it was never really mentioned, he just spent more and more time there until I got used to it. I do still enjoy the odd occasions when I get the flat to myself though.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:32, Reply)
"So, you're going home after work tomorrow."
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:33, Reply)
you'd miss her if she stayed away.
Wiggy used to go home for an hour or two a week to get his clothes washed until his mum stopped doing it. We have quite separate lives though, I'm out 2 nights a week teaching pole, he goes to his mates' house for a smoke which I don't really get involved in and then at the weekends we do stuff apart or together depending on convenience.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:41, Reply)
To be honest, someone has to be gone a LONG time before I miss them.
Em works a couple of late shifts a week, and seeing as she can't get home after then, it means she has to stay at mine. She doesn't see her friends on a weekly basis like I do, and has no other hobbies really.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:45, Reply)
But she's also switching jobs at the moment, so not the best time to find a hobby.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:53, Reply)
until I spent two weeks on holiday with him. I could cheerfully have killed him to death several times a day, most days. This has...complicated matters somewhat.
/sigh
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:40, Reply)
My best friend bought a house with her bloke after only a few months together and I thought that was just insane, but they've lasted. She used to go on and on about how perfect he was and I knew that would change as soon as she moved in with him, which it has, thankfully!
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:42, Reply)
but, as I said to Amberl the other day - he was an arsehole of goatse proportions for almost the entire two weeks. I've been on holiday with him before and it was never as bad, and certainly things have been dodgy since we got back. I just don't think I can stand to live with him now, and if I can't stand to live with him, thean should I even be with him? Bleh, doubts are horrible.
I think I need the waaaaaahmbulance. /eeemmmooooo
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:48, Reply)
Definitely doubting relationship stuff, and I feel rather shitty for doing so.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:49, Reply)
You think things are ok, and everything is fine, then you remember just how much you wanted to punch them in the face, and oh look, they're doing that REALLY FUCKING ANNOYING thing again and complaining about you being a bit distant. Yes, I'm distant because I'm giving myself a hernia by internalising just how much I want to rage a bit right now, so if you could stop clinging that'd be great.
Aaaand breathe...
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:55, Reply)
I had an ex who lived quite far away so I would spend all weekend with him and then not see him for two weeks so you would think I would cherish the whole time I spent with him but I found myself wanting a break from him after a day or two so I realised that it didn't really have a future if I couldn't stand to be with him for long periods and as soon as I noticed that I think I mentally wrote off the relationship so he couldn't do anything right after that.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:54, Reply)
Although I did enjoy spending my time with her every weekend.
I'm pretty convinced that I like my own space too much to ever commit myself fully into a relationship.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:56, Reply)
Especially since I've lived essentially on my own for a good 7 years. Although I fear that 'my own space' and 'too cold and dead inside to actually love someone properly' are interchangeable in my case.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:59, Reply)
my friends said I was cold and dead and incapable of love, and I thought so too until I met Wiggy, so I think you just need to find the right person and the right balance. Although I think I got fucking lucky because he puts up with all my lazy, high maintenance shitehawkery.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 15:09, Reply)
I almost had to force my ex. Not because he didn't want (it was mainly his idea, as he was going to be homeless soon) but because he couldn't make his mind up for anything, and his parents didn't like me.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:30, Reply)
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Jealous that's all.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:21, Reply)
but it's my movie! It will strictly be Tokyo Police Club, Modest Mouse etc.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:27, Reply)
Is the Tokyo one the one with that kid called Billy who has anime hair and looks like a girl? I love him.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:31, Reply)
and Modest Mouse. They are one of my favourites.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:34, Reply)
I would like to point out that not everyone has in fact been there, but I was a prick tease so gave the illusion of everyone having been there. Which is possibly worse.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:26, Reply)
The pissing with suspenders on bit.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:27, Reply)
actually there's nothing classy about that story at all.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:28, Reply)
It was the company that was important, there were no restaurants in our hometown and there were no good films on at the cinema.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:30, Reply)
but I doubt that.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:32, Reply)
it's a dead town. The only restaurants were Indian (and I can't hack anything spicy), or the all-you-can-eat Chinese buffet which is a waste of money for me.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:45, Reply)
but yeah I probably shouldn't have shared.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:30, Reply)
But yeah, you shouldn't have, especially as you bang on about how you don't like crude or ladettes.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:31, Reply)
I don't know either why it's complicated, but I've never used suspenders, so I wouldn't know.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:40, Reply)
if you've got suspenders on because the clasps get in the way, so you have to hold your knickers out of the way so you don't pee on them, it's just faff.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:46, Reply)
plus it's not as comfy if you're wearing them for long periods because bits dig in and rub and stuff. No not rub in a good way.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:55, Reply)
But I only care that, on the right woman, they look fucking hot.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:58, Reply)
I once got all dolled up in a basque and suspenders and stuff, all matching and beautiful and as soon as I walked into the guy's bedroom and took my coat off, he undid the basque and chucked it on the floor, I was livid! It cost me £35, it did not deserve 2 seconds' viewing and then the rest of the night on his filthy carpet. Hmph!
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 15:08, Reply)
she brought her over and as soon as I saw her I knew she had to be mine
well, it was actually her brother that came over but I new by looking at him she would be just as cute
I talked to my roommate and she set it up, brought her over the next night, we've been together ever since
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:20, Reply)
I don't have a "partner"
I hate this thread!!!!!eleventy!!!one!
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:26, Reply)
Gotta respect BGB's love in thread though so will wait.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:28, Reply)
and ONLINE.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:23, Reply)
D R U G I N G
(Yes, I know it isn't spelled correctly!)
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:25, Reply)
But... but I let you vom in my bath! Doesn't that mean anything anymore??
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:27, Reply)
if you knowarramean!
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:29, Reply)
But we've not made sweet, tender love yet.
Did we meet for the first time at that legendary manc bash? You were texting me feeling like a lemon as you were the only little 'un there at that point.
That night was fucking HILARIOUS.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:30, Reply)
We met at Leeds fest for the very first time. And that night was hilarious, I think I cried laughing.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:33, Reply)
Me in my fetching orange vest...
I remember you screaming "THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH YOU, THERE'S JUST SOMETHING WRONG WITH LONDON!" in the toilets after shit started to go down. I'm glad I was so entertaining, I just don't think ________ will be laughing so much.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:35, Reply)
It's dying out, it's all bloody lolcats and youtube mashups these days.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 15:36, Reply)
Such a shame, but something built on basic text and cliquey in-jokes can't last forever.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 15:43, Reply)
the house rocked with wind, my trusty sidekick Watson walked on in.
"Wassup Holmes"
"Watson"
"There's a man here to see you."
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:24, Reply)
I'm just out of a long-ish relationship and I'm getting into the swing of things again.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:27, Reply)
It's not fair otherwise.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:58, Reply)
I was going out with my ex back then, and was on an assignment in Cleethorpes. I had to go to the office to leave some drawings, and my ex came with me. I was deeply in love with him then, I wanted to marry him, but he couldn't decide.
I got in the office and my boss asked me to quickly explain this new guy how to go somewhere in Stockport, for a training course the next day.
He took me to his desk, and introduce us. Mark was looking at his PC, and when he turned, and I saw his eyes, I thought: "fuck, fuck, fuck; I'm going to end up going out with him, and I don't want to"
A few days later I learnt he was married, which made everything more confusing. After that, 3 years of painful trying not to think about him, feeling guilty for my thoughts, trying to break up with my ex a few times because "I loved someone else" (he thought that was an stupid reason to break up and I was too confused)...
I hated every second after I met him. Now I'm so happy.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:27, Reply)
And has actually alleviated my mood of wanting to stab one of the professors in the eye with a plastic fork.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:29, Reply)
: )
It didn't feel sweet for those 3 years when I felt like cheating with my thoughts, and knowing that the only way we could be together would be if his wife left him (he was very much in love, and wouldn't do anything bad to her)
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:34, Reply)
No, I haven't done it, but for a while I wanted. She made his life a missery, making him feel guilty for having a new relationship too soon (remember, she left him) and taking advantage of him.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:37, Reply)
But I know it's not true. She left him and has been taking advantage of him for a long time.
However, I don't know what would have happened if she hadn't broken up with him.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:35, Reply)
He was spending a lot of time with me. Not only all the time at the office, but more and more of his free time. On my defense, I told him several times that he should go back home and spend time with his wife or she'd get upset (I think she was upset already, but he didn't like talking about it)
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:43, Reply)
but I like it.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:37, Reply)
I suppose that's one of the best compliments I've ever recieved. But I'm not green, sorry.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:38, Reply)
Or grey (I want to be incinerated and thrown to the sea)
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:41, Reply)
I would rather feed a fish than a worm.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:42, Reply)
Maybe a big shark.
I don't know if it's ok to just throw your body to the sea, as it'd float, that's why I think I need to be cremated first.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:43, Reply)
Could just get put in a wafer coffin and let them nibble at it until it sinks and they have earned their meal.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:47, Reply)
Still, it'll have to be international waters, I don't think you can do it near a beach.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:53, Reply)
which leaves me nonplussed.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:54, Reply)
Not sure it'll last though, she's starting to go off a bit and my housemate keeps asking what the smell is.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:30, Reply)
and got taken home, fed MASSIVE DRUGS and raped. All I can really remember is long hair, some kind of band tshirt and a faint sense of disapproval.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:41, Reply)
She was
How times have changed.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:42, Reply)
The barely-trodden path was bordered by thick bracken, with bees lazily zipping between heather flowers. My legs started to ache about halfway up and I was panting like crazy from the adrenaline and exertion. I reached the top and looked out over the view as the cloud shadows raced away and the sun coloured in the landscape. Here, alone, on top of the hill, heart racing and wind whispering in my ears, was a perfect moment.
I walked to the end of the ridge and sat down to look at the panorama through my binoculars. Kites and buzzards circled in the thermals from the lunchtime sun. Harvesters kicked up yellow dust as they reaped, occasional bonfires thrust grey columns into the sky. I drank it all in, as far as the eye could see, sating my thirst for the great outdoors.
So absorbed was I in this visual feast, I hadn't spotted a figure walking up the hill in front of me. As it got nearer I could make out solid boots, a light Tilley and rucksack straps; closer still, near the top when they stopped to rest and turned to take in the view, I could see curves and long dark hair. She nodded and smiled as she approached, passing me to see the sights from the other side of the hill.
I unpacked my lunch and a bottle of ale and began to recharge in the glorious sunshine. After a few minutes I heard a shuffling behind me and a voice piped "Mind if I join you?"
We sat next to each other, the wind toying with her hair while we ate our lunches and enjoyed the sightly view. She gracefully accepted half of my beer and we talked genially about where we'd been that day, our lives, families and friends. From her smiles and open conversation I really felt like we were getting along.
Once fed, we packed and compared maps to see where we were headed. When she abandoned her route and accompanied me on mine, I got an unusual twisting in my stomach, but that didn't stop me from smiling at her as we walked down the side of the hill, together.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:43, Reply)
I didn't know you had a girlfriend, though.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:45, Reply)
BGB told me to make something up, so I did. Enjoyed it actually, I'm in a fucking horrible mood today.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:48, Reply)
I wonder where this prety girl is. Probably walking around at the top of some mountain thinking "If there was just a nice guy here to offer me a bit of ale"
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 14:52, Reply)
and the other alternative was staying at al's house, though he swears he cleaned the toilet.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 15:03, Reply)
it would all be so different today.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 15:08, Reply)
turned on late night channel 4, I would have weighed out the ingredients while you opened a bottle of wine. We would have sat on the sofa and talked and after 35 minutes the high pitched beeping would have reminded us to add the extra sunflower and pumpkin seeds.
When the first bottle of wine was empty, we'd have opened a second and then, without realising who made the first move we would have been all over it, our hands tearing at it, not bothering with plates or cutlery, just ripping off hunks and smearing flora light spread with our fingers.
Finally we would have collapsed, panting, on the rug. Don't worry about the mess, I'd have said, I'll clear it up in the morning. Then I'd have got the sofa bed out for you and we'd sit there a while longer, watching the end of the Steven Segal film.
As teh credits rolled I'd have looked over and you'd already have fallen asleep, so I'd have reached over carefully and pulled up the blanket and brushed your hair out of your eyes before turning out the lights, getting my cock out and rubbing it on your face.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 15:16, Reply)
I'm more a Lurpak girl, know what I'm saying?
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 15:48, Reply)
she started talking to my mate because he was gurning like a champ, i recognised the girl she was with, came up, started chatting, she decided she wanted to fuck me, i decided i wanted to fuck her, so i went home, made my excuses to my current 19yrold bellydancer gf (nice body, dumb as a shoe) that it wasn't working and blah blah, was single for a good 24 hours, then unsingle again. that was three years ago nearly. i'm moving in with her in our own place in a few weeks.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 15:43, Reply)
Well!
One wednesday (early evening) I went to a pub about 10 miles from my place because they had early evening food on and I couldn't be arsed to cook. At the other end of the pub was a group of ladies, one of whom I had met in a nightclub about 3 weeks before and given a lift home to (she was old enough to be my daughter so no naughtybadness ensued).
It came to pass that another of the ladies fancied the arse off me (her words) but couldn't find a way to get into conversation with me. The young liftee (keep up!) dragged her over to my table and a conversation ensued.
Coincidences were:-
Liftee had never been in that pub before.
Arse fancier usually went to another place to wait for her daughter to finish a dancing lesson but decided on a whim to change.
Arse fancier was not only someone I'd met 20 years before but she used to use my local.
Her ex boyfriend of 20 years ago, I went to school with.
Same guy, after they broke up, bought my late parent's house.
Her ex husband had been my apprentice.
Ex husband's older brother was on the same courses as me when we were apprentices together.
Her family know me from fixing their car at the roadside 2 years before on the way to cornwall, no-one else would stop to help.
Been together now for over 5 years, all from not being arsed to cook on a random wednesday.
(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 17:34, Reply)
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