Random confessions

yeah, invariably, for some reason I can't figure, I seem to exclusively cold approach lesbians. as for friends.. well, I'm in an area where i'm .... well.. to say I'm outside the social interest circles is a bit of an understatement. there's no hip scene here, and the only people with interests even similar to mine are about half my age... and I don't wanna be 'that guy'

I always wanted the person I was with to have been my best friend. my exwife sure wasn't. m previous girlfriend.. well.. she was.. until one day she just.. wasn't anymore.

so yeah, that's another random confession... I wanted the boy meets world, grow up with and marry your best friend, who happened to be a girl.

my adopted gramma always used to say 'there's some boys that're just the marrying kind right out of the box. They don't care about goin out, causing hell or whathaveya. I feel for you, boy, cause I don't see how girls'd appreciate that nowdays.'

 

Wishes do come true, @Born25YearsTooLate - don't give up hope.

 

I'm trying not to. maybe once i've finished my degree and can move somewhere where there's more people more similar than not... I might have more friends at least, which'd help with the loneliness. round here, though? blech.I'm like.. 50 miles from anywhere and don't know anybody, and I'm not into 'gettin drunk, fightin, muddin and shooting at stopsigns.'

 

“Shooting at stop signs” ^^^

Well, you seem funny, which is a good trait.


My random confession - I'm feeling blessed today, and grateful to God.

 

many people don't get my humor -it's mostly dry deadpan snarker mixed with a hefty dose of gallows humor and sprinkled with obscure references and puns. I'm glad someone thinks I'm funny.

 

Damn... I just smoked up and looked at what I posted for my breakup... Wow I'm a self righteous angry douche.

There really was no good guy or bad guy... our relationship just didn't get over a very particular hurdle. And I fucked up plenty myself.

I should've been nicer. My mistake.

 

We're all a little self righteous, @McFuddy . Don't beat yourself up too much. I'm sure she feels sad about things, too. Break ups are hard, but that's what dating is all about, I think. To determine if you want to continue further, or remain friends. Or delete the person from all spaces of your mind. lol Things have a way of working themselves out, one way or the other. Sorry you're feeling blue, though.

 

If I'm frying eggs and I break the yolk, I just throw the egg away and start over. Wasteful, I know, but I can't have that reminder of failure mocking me from my plate.

 

Continue frying it up and then give it to your dog. Your dog will benefit, and the egg can mock its ass off as your dog tears it apart and devours it, which will completely take the sting out of any mocking it might indulge in. It's a win/win!

 

I had two rescue dogs that died within months of each other a few years ago. Getting attached to dogs is too heartbraking. I don't know if I'll ever own another one.

I want a tortoise. Apparently their lifespans are comparable to ours.

 

Breaking the yolk?

*Picturing this*

Like the yolk doesn't pour out of the shell in one full circle? I think I break the yolks a lot.

 

Nope. Not me. My eggs need to look like a Denny's commercial.

I'm insane.

 

scramble it, let it cool, and use it for egg salad later in the day. that's what I do.

 

You know, I really hate egg salad. I've just never liked it, but strangely enough, I like deviled eggs, which tastes somewhat similar. Hmm.

 

Scrambled eggs egg salad? I boil them and dice them up. Never heard of using scrambled eggs before.

Some of you are so free and unencumbered that it blows my mind. I'm too neurotic for scrambled eggs. The other day my coworkers were laughing at me because I refused to jaywalk across an empty street.

Anarchy I tell ya

 

lol

I love scrambled eggs. I like over easy, too. Even with broken yolks.

 

I'm super picky about my eggs. I don't let anyone else cook eggs for me.

I'm an egg Nazi

 

I Don't Understand Why A Broken Yolk Changes Things......I Broke One This Morning......Made No

Difference To The Meal......Still Went In One End And Emerged From The Other As Nature Intended......



Cheers Glen.

 

Because you're normal.

I recognize that it is irrational but o can't help it. I can't sleep if like the laundry isn't folded and put away properly.

You know how people will be exhausted and say things like, "I'm too tired. We'll clean up tomorrow. Let's just go to bed."

Yeah, I can't do that. I can't sleep if I know the dishwasher needs to be emptied...

 

@Noserider
truthfully the first time it happened as an accident, then I realized it was a happy one, because despite all my awesomeness and glorious skills, I can't peel a damn boiled egg.

there's another confession - I have not, in my 40 years, peeled more than a half dozen boiled eggs and had them actually resemble an egg, and not some mad scientist experiment.

so I figured 'hell, they're gonna be half scrambled by the time I'm done peeling them anyway, let me try this out.' well, I scrambled them in some butter with a bit of dill and a splot of brown mustard, let them cool, made up some fresh jalapeno mayo, chopped some pickle and onion, and said 'damn. pretty good.' and haven't looked back.