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VODKA IS GOOD

Vodka is good, really good...but I'm having a lot tonight and on an empty stomach - it's prolly not so good. I'm having to really watch what I type because I tend to get lots of typos and send stuff through email I shouldn't. LOL! Gotta love people like me huh? Usually if I open a drink, I'm told to step away from the computer...I like to get on cam and give shows when I'm drinking. I prolly shouldn't be doing that either. Anyway - life's pretty busy and kinda sucky from time to time so we all have to let our hair down and be crazy! I hope all my friends out there are having a great start to their week - I know I am!

Been MIA

Just a quick note to all my friends...sorry I've been gone, my youngest son was in the hospital for 4 days with pneumonia and now I'm trying to get finals done. I'll be back when I can.
I’m not writing this for a pity party – I’m writing it because I just need to get it all out. So if you don't want to read it - stop right now and don't leave me a comment to pacify me - and don't talk about what a pathetic human being I am behind my back - everyone has emotions and everyone needs to express them. - it's my life, don't like it, don't read it! I'm just so tired of the tears...and never being "ENOUGH"...never good ENOUGH, smart ENOUGH, pretty ENOUGH, thin ENOUGH...even if I had the ability to reach perfection...I don't think even then I'd be "ENOUGH" here's the deal...if it's true love...it's not because of looks, or money, or social status...it's all about the heart. Sometimes, as in my situation, my sole purpose is to feel needed. I give 110% with each and every person I meet...unfortunately, most of them take 150% and run and leave me hanging. Yet, I continue to love and care because it gives me a sense of purpose. I've been walked on, stomped on, spat upon, and basically drug through the dirt the last few years, but I kept on loving, kept on trusting, kept on believing that I could make a difference. If I could just be that someone special to one person, I was doing ok. I thought I had...for 2 years, I thought I had that one in a million friendship...I gave my all to it - loved unconditionally without holding back...and now, it's gone - in an instant, it was ripped from me - and it hurts like hell! My heart is breaking, the tears won't stop... Hell – for 18 years, I gave my all to another relationship and only wound up getting hurt – emotionally, mentally, sexually, physically…that is one relationship I can move forward from – I’ve made peace with the fact that I am better off. But then, to have the sun ripped from my sky without a true explanation – well that’s just tougher to deal with. What’s so wrong with being friends? With sharing your thoughts and feelings and ideas – being able to be yourself without the other person continually ragging on you about something you did or said or didn’t do or didn’t say. Why is it so hard to just admit that sometimes those friendships are what matter most? Instead – it’s apparently just so easy for some people to walk away from it and never look back. To never wonder if they made the right choice – to never wonder how the other person’s heart must be faring from the whole ordeal. Is it really just that simple? To just walk away without another thought of the person you shared so much with? It isn’t for me – I can tell you that much! So why do we love? For many of us, it's just in our nature, and there's not a damn thing we can do about it. I've learned that you can give and give and give of yourself...try to be the best that you can be for yourself and everyone around you and still get completely shit on because you're still not ENOUGH. I've been hurt so deeply...on so many different levels - I don't know if I will ever know how to trust again. I’m losing the will to try anymore – maybe I’m just destined to a lifetime of broken hearts and loneliness. I’ve never asked for anything in return but a little bit of respect and friendship. I would never ask anyone to give up anything for me, just be yourself because I love you for who you are. What hurts the most is being played for a fool. Giving so much of myself, expecting nothing in return, and being left to pick up the pieces on my own – it hurts. It seems to be a pattern that I keep falling into – the people I love the most are the ones that hurt me the deepest. I can understand why some people just close off their hearts and stop trusting, stop believing in the good in people. But that’s just not me – I continue to give chances, continue to be hurt, continue to continue. I’ve been there countless times, sacrificing so much to be the best friend I thought I could be – but how many times has that been returned? I don’t go into friendships wondering what I can get out of them – but some people do – and once they have gotten all that they think they need – they move on. Forgetting that they’re dealing with another human’s emotions. How fair is that? No matter how hard you try – you just can’t please anyone, so why bother trying anymore? When I’ve thought I had nothing left to give – I found it, somehow, somewhere – and still – it bit me in the ass. Time and time again – you would think I’d learn and become hardened. Instead, I spend quite a few hours late at night crying for the loss I feel deep inside. I always “preach” about not letting a moment pass you by – carpe diem – that was always my motto…but when it came down to the real me, becoming vulnerable with my emotions and thoughts, I hid – once again, I hid. And now, all the times I’ve told people not to hide so they don’t have regrets – now I’m the one with the regrets. I guess not being honest about how I feel for fear of losing the people closest to me ends up being wrong anyway – because eventually they all walk away, no matter what you’ve disclosed to them. Will I love again? I'm sure that someday I will - it's part of my nature...will I ever stop loving this person who so recently has hurt me so deeply? Not in a million years! Sometimes, it just feels right - and there's nothing you can do to stop it. RASCAL FLATTS - What Hurts The Most I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house That don't bother me I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while Even though going on with you gone still upsets me There are days every now and again I pretend I'm ok But that's not what gets me What hurts the most Was being so close And having so much to say And watching you walk away And never knowing What could have been And not seeing that loving you Is what I was tryin' to do It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go But I'm doin' It It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone Still Harder Getting up, getting dressed, livin' with this regret But I know if I could do it over I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart That I left unspoken What hurts the most Is being so close And having so much to say And watching you walk away And never knowing What could have been And not seeing that loving you Is what I was trying to do What hurts the most Is being so close And having so much to say And watching you walk away And never knowing What could have been And not seeing that loving you Is what I was trying to do Not seeing that loving you That's what I was trying to do Ooohhh.... Miss You - Hate Regrets Can't Fight This Feeling REO Speedwagon I can't fight this feeling any longer And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow What started out as friendship has grown stronger I only wish I had the strength to let it show I tell myself that I can't hold out forever I said there is no reason for my fear 'Cause I feel so secure when we're together You give my life direction, you make everything so clear And even as I wander, I'm keeping you in sight You're a candle in the window On a cold, dark winter's night And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might And I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for It's time to bring this ship into the shore And throw away the oars forever 'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for And if I have to crawl upon the floor, Come crashing through your door, Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore My life has been such a whirlwind since I saw you I've been running around in circles in my mind And it always seems that I'm following you, girl, Cause you take me to the places that alone I'd never find And even as I wander, I'm keeping you in sight You're a candle in the window On a cold, dark winter's night And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might And I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for It's time to bring this ship into the shore And throw away the oars forever 'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for And if I have to crawl upon the floor, Come crashing through your door, Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore HEART BREAK Right Here Waiting For You Richard Marx Oceans apart day after day And I slowly go insane I hear your voice on the line But it doesn't stop the pain If I see you next to never How can we say forever Wherever you go Whatever you do I will be right here waiting for you Whatever it takes Or how my heart breaks I will be right here waiting for you I took for granted, all the times That I thought would last somehow I hear the laughter, I taste the tears But I can't get near you now Oh, can't you see it baby You've got me going crazy Wherever you go Whatever you do I will be right here waiting for you Whatever it takes Or how my heart breaks I will be right here waiting for you I wonder how we can survive This romance But in the end if I'm with you I'll take the chance Wherever you go Whatever you do I will be right here waiting for you Whatever it takes Or how my heart breaks I will be right here waiting for you Waiting for you Anyway ~ Martina McBride sometimes we just wait too long to make a difference or speak our hearts and then it's too late...stop waiting - just do it anyway, what have you got to lose? 1st Verse You can spend your whole life buildin' Somethin' from nothin' One storm can come and blow it all away Build it anyway 2nd Verse You can chase a dream That seems so outta reach And you know it might not ever come your way Dream it anyway Chorus God is great But sometimes life ain't good And when I pray It doesn't always turn out like I think it should But I do it anyway (Yeah) I do it anyway (yeah, yeah) 3rd Verse This world's gone crazy And it's hard to believe That tomorrow will be better than today Believe it anyway 4th Verse You can love someone with all your heart For all the right reasons And in a moment they can choose to walk away Love 'em anyway (Repeat Chorus) 5th Verse You can pour your soul out singin' A song you believe in That tomorrow they'll forget you ever sang Sing it anyway Yeah, sing it anyway, yeah yeah Tag I sing I dream I love anyway, yeah Gone by Kai Bluish gray, Suns don't rise, Bathing deep in stolen dreams from borrowed times, The morning breaks to vacant signs of you. The shallow pools, As if the tears were mine, Shade the waves' reflections left behind, I search my faith to never find a clue. And now you're gone, Somehow your're gone, You were my midnight, you were my dawn, You were my world, you were my song, You're everything i could depend on, But now all you are is gone... And I passed the blame, and it's passed the time, To cross my heart and walk across that line, Whose will is this, which poets lines pull at you? And now you're gone, Somehow your're gone, You were my midnight, you were my dawn, You were my world, you were my song, You're everything i could depend on, But now all you are is gone...

A Sad Morning

We woke up this morning and Stretcher, the baby bunny, had died during the night. He was doing so well last night too, I had him on the living room floor and he was crawling around and eating really well. But, this morning, he was stiff as could be when I tried to get him out of his box to eat. The boys are having a rough time - and don't quite understand - however, I had told them repeatedly that he might die, so I think that helped a bit. My oldest and I are having the worst time of it because we're so emotional...and my boys have never been able to have a pet before, so this death experience of something they've taken care of is so new to them - they just don't know how to handle it.

KIDS - GOTTA LOVE THEM!

One day a fourth-grade teacher asked the children what their fathers did for a living. All the typical answers came up -- fireman, mechanic, businessman, salesman, doctor, lawyer, and so forth. However, little Justin was being uncharacteristically quiet, so when the teacher prodded him about his father, he replied, "My father's an exotic dancer in a gay cabaret and takes off all his clothes in front of other men and they put money in his underwear. Sometimes, if the offer is really good, he will go home with some guy and stay with him all night for money." The teacher, obviously shaken by this statement, hurriedly set the other children to work on some exercises and then took little Justin aside to ask him, "Is that really true about your father?" "No," the boy said, "He works for the Democratic National Committee and is helping to get Hillary Clinton to be our next President, but I was too embarrassed to say that in front of the other kids."

HERE'S TO THE GIRLS

29 girl questions answer them truthfully. do you straighten your hair everyday? nope do you worry about the size of your boobs? Worry about them – nah, like them – most of the time what's your favorite girly magazine? DUB - LOL would you kill for chocolate? Mmm, dark chocolate – quite possibly jeans or skirts? Depends on my mood do you wear clothes/shoes/jewelry that's uncomfortable? sometimes did you ever spend all day/night getting pretty for a guy? Yep, even if it was just for a phone call – how sad is that>? did you ever cry during a romantic movie? Yes, I’m a girl, duh would you leave the house without makeup on?: I have, don’t like to though do you consider making out "unladylike?" HELL NO on a scale of 1-10, how fun is shopping?! Depends on what I get to shop for do you think lipgloss is the best?: no, chocolate, beer, sex and making out is the best do you freak out if you miss your favorite show? no do you obsess over your looks? sometimes how long does it take you to get ready in the morning? With a shower – 30 minutes, if I showered the night before - 15 (all depending on what my hair decides to do) do you wear sweatpants/pajama pants to school/work? NO accessories make the outfit; true or false: both, depending on the outfit are you a sucker for skater guys?: umm, NO is pink truely the best color in the entire universe?: not so much lip gloss a must?: not always, it rubs off on my cigarettes anyway relationship status? Wish I knew - right now, bored and single have you ever dressed unlike yourself to impress a guy? yep do you often wish there was something you could change? always gold or silver? Yes please, with precious gems the guy that you like, what does his name begin with? DUH do you like wearing dresses? yes do you write a lot of mushy love poems? sometimes on a scale of 1-10, how much do guys confuse you? 875 do you worry/fuss about your weight? ALWAYS

NEED A LAUGH TODAY???

You might not have known this, but a lot of non-living objects are actually either male or female. Here are some examples: FREEZER BAGS: They are male, because they hold everything in, but you can see right through them. PHOTOCOPIERS: These are female, because once turned off, it takes a while to warm them up again. They are an effective reproductive device if the right buttons are pushed, but can also wreak havoc if you push the wrong buttons. TIRES: Tires are male, because they go bald easily and are often over inflated. HOT AIR BALLOONS: Also a male object, because to get them to go anywhere, you have to light a fire under their arse. SPONGES: These are female, because they are soft, squeezable and retain water. WEB PAGES: Female, because they're constantly being looked at and frequently getting hit on. TRAINS: Definitely male, because they always use the same old lines for picking up people. EGG TIMERS: Egg timers are female because, over time, all the weight shifts to the bottom. HAMMERS: Male, because in the last 5000 years, they've hardly changed at all, and are occasionally handy to have around. THE REMOTE CONTROL: Female. Ha! You probably thought it would be male, but consider this: It easily gives a man pleasure, he'd be lost without it, and while he doesn't always know which buttons to push, he just keeps trying. LOST IN THE DARNDEST PLACES: An elderly Floridian called 911 on her cell phone to report that her car has been broken into. She is hysterical as she explains her situation to the dispatcher: "They've stolen the stereo, the steering wheel, the brake pedal and even the accelerator!" she cried. The dispatcher said, "Stay calm. An officer is on the way." A few minutes later, the officer radios in. "Disregard." He says. "She got in the back-seat by mistake." FAMILY Three sisters, ages 92, 94 and 96, live in a house together. One night the 96-year-old draws a bath. She puts her foot in and pauses. She yells to the other sisters, "Was I getting in or out of the bath?" The 94-year-old yells back, "I don't know. I'll come up and see." She starts up the stairs and pauses "Was I going up the stairs or down?" The 92-year-old is sitting at the kitchen table having tea listening to her sisters. She shakes her head and says, "I sure hope I never get that forgetful, knock on wood." She then yells, "I'll come up and help both of you as soon as I see who's at the door." "I CAN HEAR JUST FINE!" Three retirees, each with a hearing loss, were playing golf one fine March day. One remarked to the other, "Windy, isn't it?" "No," the second man replied, "it's Thursday." And the third man chimed in, "So am I. Let's have a beer." LITTLE LADY: A little old lady was running up and down the halls in a nursing home. As she walked, she would flip up the hem of her nightgown and say "Supersex." She walked up to an elderly man in a wheelchair. Flipping her gown at him, she said, "Supersex." He sat silently for a moment or two and finally answered, "I'll take the soup." OLD FRIENDS: Now this one is just too Precious ! Two elderly ladies had been friends for many decades. Over the years, they had shared all kinds of activities and adventures. Lately, their activities had been limited to meeting a few times a week to play cards. One day, they were playing cards when one looked at the other and said, "Now don't get mad at me .. I know we've been friends for a long time, but I just can't think of your name! I've thought and thought, but I can't remember it. Please tell me what your name is." Her friend glared at her. For at least three minutes she just stared and glared at her. Finally she said, "How soon do you need to know?" SENIOR DRIVING As a senior citizen was driving down the freeway, his car phone rang. Answering, he heard his wife's voice urgently warning him, "Herman, I just heard on the news that there's a car going the wrong way on Interstate 77. Please be careful!" "Heck," said Herman, "It's not just one car. It's hundreds of them!" DRIVING Two elderly women were out driving in a large car - both could barely see over the dashboard. As they were cruising along, they came to an intersection. The stoplight was red, but they just went on through. The woman in the passenger seat thought to herself "I must be losing it. I could have sworn we just went through a red light." After a few more minutes, they came to another intersection and the light was red again. Again, they went right through. The woman in the passenger seat was almost sure that the light had been red but was really concerned that she was losing it. She was getting nervous. At the next intersection, sure enough, the light was red and they went on through. So, she turned to the other woman and said, "Mildred, did you know that we just ran through three red lights in a row? You could have killed us both!" Mildred turned to her and said, "Oh, crap, am I driving ?"

DRUNKY MCDRUNK SURVEY

Drunky McDrunk Survey When drunk, I...flirt more, giggle more, have deep, meaningful conversations, and dance my ass off! 2. Do you talk about Religion or Deep meaning thoughts? sometimes 3. Do you Cry? do dogs bark? oh you mean when I drink - depends 4. Do you get Angry? rarely 5. Do you Vomit? depends on how much I’ve had to drink, what I mix and how long it’s been since I’ve eaten 6. After 7 beers you are? just getting started 7. After 1 shot of 151 you are? ready for the next 150 - lol 8. Your favorite drink is? alcoholic 9. Tequila does what to you? Makes my clothes fall off...HUSH Kiss74! 10. Whiskey makes you? pass out 11. Who do you drink with? whoever is available 12. Vodka makes you? HAPPY 13. Do you smoke when you drink? umm, the only time I don’t smoke is in church and while sleeping 14. On the rocks or straight up? yes please – just don’t leave me empty 15. Do you Pass Out? once – on whiskey 16. Do you drink girl drinks? are they free? 17. Do you drink alone? sure 18. Worst Drink you have ever had? Wild Turkey 19. Do you play alcohol games? I have before 20. Drunk Phone Calls to people? no, I just get them from time to time 21. Drink and Drive? nope 1.What IS YOUR FAVORITE BEER? Love Newcastle (thanks Doug), Smithwicks, Corona, COORS Light 2. What is your favorite mixed drink? Vodka and anything 3. What is your favorite shot? vodka, tequila rose – just about anything - i'm not real picky 4. What will you NOT drink? shitty beer, wild turkey, SoCo, Jim Beam, jager 5. Are you a lightweight when it comes to drinking? no 6. Do you like the drinks with the little umbrellas? can I have it on a beach with a really hot guy next to me? 7. Do you ever drink Bacardi Silver? eww, no – tastes like black licorice 8. Do you like frozen drinks? sure, why not 9. Do you drink liquor straight? yep 11. Have you ever drank a jagerbomb? GROSS 12. Are you drunk right now? I would like to be 13. Do you consume more than 2 alcoholic beverages a day? on a good day 14. Do you drink a lot of wine? oh yeah - when it's in the house and in my decanter 15. When’s the last time you drank? about an hour ago 17. Do you feel horny when you drink? only when I drink?? LMAO - how about when I breathe? 18. Ever done a Keg Stand? No 20. Name someone that will repost this drinking survey: not sure on this one 21. Ever been streaking while drinking? ummm, isn’t that what you’re supposed to do? 22. Hot tub/pool naked because of alcohol? oh yeah - and even without alcohol 23. Failed any college courses due to alcohol alone? no 24. Ever hooked up w/more than 1 person in a night because of alcohol? no 25. Ever woken up & said "dude where's my car?" No 26. Ever carried someone up & down the same flight of stairs due to their drunkenness? yep 27. Have you ever taken the shirt off your back to clean up a friends puke? no, but had to take the shirt off my back cuz a friend puked on it 28. Puked in a friends car? Nope 29. Puked in a friend's house? no

LISTEN UP GUYS!!

There are some things a man will never change about a woman. But he can use these sneaky strategies to make the best of her worst traits By: Sarah Miller Sure, women can be fickle, but there are certain things you can rely on. We are much prettier than you are. We smell great, even on Saturday. If we find ourselves at a baby shower, we generally don't pass the time scouting out a quiet corner to shotgun a beer. Sadly, you can also rely on this: There are certain things we say and do that drive you out of your mind and that we have no inclination, or ability, to give up. It sounds a lot worse than it is. Just because we cling to our personal brand of insanity as if it were a black cashmere cardigan, in our size, with a cunning little packet of extra buttons, on sale at Saks, you don't always have to respond by futilely wrestling back. Our behavior will never change. So, the only thing left to do is to change your reaction to it. You'll be surprised how well it works, how little it hurts, and how much of your precious lifestyle stays fully intact. 1. We will never stop trying to get you to tell us how you feel Why: You have feelings sometimes. And mostly, you feel like keeping them to yourself. Women, however, believe that all feelings, from tiny good ones ("Oh my God, I put the perfect amount of sugar in my coffee today!") to big, bad ones ("Sometimes I hate myself") deserve to make the miraculous journey from our mouths to your ears. We yearn for a similar emotional play-by-play from you. What you've been doing: Naturally, you've looked deep into your soul for the words to describe your thoughts, feelings, and ideas. You've tried to string them all together with as much believable filler as possible, hoping that your true feelings -- frustration that you're not in bed, enjoying a Manhattan and CSI -- aren't too apparent. What you should do: Chances are, if you're engaged in the process of "becoming more emotionally communicative," you've allowed this to take up a lot of space in the relationship. It's time to introduce a new concept entirely: Men should probably share their feelings a little more, but women need to share theirs less. The truth is, we're totally jealous of your stiff upper lips. We're embarrassed about our compulsion to run off to Camp Introspection with you, our friends, or perfect strangers. Take advantage of this. Next time she begs you to emote, instead of responding with guilt and a promise to open a vein and/or tear duct, say, "I think I'm just more comfortable weighing things in my own head than you are. Maybe I need less validation." She'll start to panic that there's something wrong with her. And because of the very nature of what she's panicking about, she'll do it quietly. Which means less chatter during CSI. 2. We will never stop freaking out if you don't call us the day after we have sex with you for the first time Why: When it comes to sex, it's not customary for you to wrestle with mixed feelings. You got laid, and if there's a downside to this, it's entirely unclear what it could be. For women, however, the postsex meltdown is as crucial to the experience as the sex itself. A woman's number-one fear is being labeled a slut, and your prompt follow-up phone call is the event that will prove to her that she's not. What you've been doing: Sometimes you call -- even if it's nerve-racking and not enjoyable. Sometimes you don't, which is not much fun for you either, thanks to the vague feeling of shame and confusion that gnaws at you all day long. What you should do: E-mail a message of not less than three and no more than six sentences. If you write something really romantic or dirty (cute dirty, not dirty dirty -- "Thinking of you and that cute pink thong," say, as opposed to "Thinking of you and what's under your pink thong"), one sentence is sufficient. You can be blissfully evasive and properly respectful all at once. One of those rare opportunities in life when so little effort from you results in so much satisfaction for her. 3. We will never stop trying to change your appearance Why: Your girlfriend likes you, but not nearly as much as she likes the image of what you would become if you'd sport the haircut, pants, and shoes of her choice. Furthermore, a small part of her seriously believes that in agreeing to be your girlfriend, she has earned a debt of gratitude you can repay only by becoming a human sacrifice at the Temple of the Eternal Makeover. What you've been doing: Struggling to maintain individuality and control by refusing her advice. If the $7 barber and basic black shoes were good enough for your father and grandfather (and your mother and grandmother), they should be plenty good enough for you (and her), too. What you should do: Start listening, and then start cleaning out your closet. Women are especially good at knowing which T-shirts look good on you and which ones make you look dumpy, too skinny, or too fat. A good way to approach letting her into your sartorial life is to go through your closet together and decide what's allowed to stay and what's going to that great Salvation Army in the sky. Next up: a strategic strike at the menswear shop. Please don't let this experience make you question your independence or manhood. Allowing your girlfriend to take control of your wardrobe is a brilliant tactical move with handsome rewards. She, operating on the very mistaken assumption that you care about clothes as much as she does, will subsequently assume that she now owes you decision-making power in areas that are way more important. So you might be wearing what she wants, but you won't even notice, because you'll be eating the food you like, watching the movies you like, and spending Saturdays playing paintball instead of wandering around Bed Bath & Beyond looking for periwinkle toilet-seat covers. 4. We will never stop demanding that you talk to us the second you walk in the door Why: Both men and women have long days filled with annoying people, unfortunate accidents, and frustrating problems. The difference is that you rush home to forget this, while we rush home to discuss it. What you've been doing: Trying to focus on our fascinating, detailed story of office betrayal. But you're so exhausted and in need of a mental vacation that you can't stop looking in the fridge, at the TV, and at the sports page, thereby failing miserably to listen to us and incurring our wrath. What you should do: If you don't feel like talking to us at the end of the day, you have only one option. Hide. Go to a bar, drive to a park and sit on a swing, park your car a block from home and sit there staring into space. Don't even try coming home and saying, "I need a little time to myself right now," because if a woman can see you, she figures you're fair game for conversation. 5. We will never stop hounding you with the question "Did you ask your boss for time off yet?" Why: To us, "Let's go on vacation" means "Let's book the thing tomorrow." To you, it means "Yes, I'd like to go on vacation . . . theoretically . . . when conditions in my career are totally perfect and I won't get in trouble for being away." This question really means "Did you grow some balls today?" What you've been doing: Avoiding asking your boss, and avoiding answering us by giving us reasons why you're waiting for the right time to ask. What you should do: Men work too hard. And if you don't believe me, try counting on just one hand the number of them you know who've died of heart attacks. The next time your girlfriend/wife says she wants to go on vacation, ask yourself, realistically, when you can take off a few days or a week in the next 3 months. (If you can't, you might be in the wrong job.) Ask your boss for the time. Then go on vacation, like a normal person. 6. We will never stop expecting you to change our tires, replace fuses, or program the VCR Why: All our lives, people have told us that we aren't good at mechanical things or math. A small percentage of us declared this notion sexist and went out and learned calculus and bought toolboxes. But most of us just said, "Fine, that stuff is totally boring anyway. We'll be at the pool." What you've been doing: Programming the VCR, changing our tires, doing our income taxes, cleaning our pool. Thinking, at times angrily, Jeez, a monkey, even a girl monkey, could do this. What you should do: Next time you start to feel like a put-upon hired hand, remind yourself that there are benefits to hoarding knowledge. The less we know about hardware, the more you seem like a genius for understanding it. More important, even if you did school us in basic mechanics, we'd always assume we were doing it wrong and ask lots of questions far more annoying than the job itself. 7. We will never stop being obsessed with our weight Why: As you know, there is a great deal of societal pressure on women to be thin. It's also a lot easier to try to become thinner than it is to become funnier or smarter or get an entirely new face, so you can see why dieting's such an appealing hobby. What you've been doing: Responding to the endless stream of weight-focused anxiety with, "No, you look the same as always," and then thinking to yourself, . . . except a little more like Shamu. What you should do: Though we will never stop bitching about our weight, we might just stop bitching about it to you. Especially if you say something like, "I am sorry that you feel fat. As you can see, I haven't left you yet, so you can't be too terribly hideous. In the meantime, you should either take the necessary steps to remove that weight or never ever mention it to me again, lest I die of utter boredom." Then buy her a treadmill and tell her she's not allowed to talk until she actually believes she's thin. Now, not all of this is totally accurate, and not all of us are like this - at all times - we have our moments, we're allowed, we're women!
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