are you serious?! i love this bit! this is the best bit!

comfort like that is good, but enjoy this bit too. it's the exciting bit.

waaaaaahhhh. i'm getting regular servings of fresh new poontang but i have to make small talk.

this topic is too smart for me. sorry astral.

I'm no good at it TGWCD, and never have been, so I always feel like a complete and utter nerd/geek/whatever. Even if she thinks I'm funny etc I still feel like a tool. But, you know, I like it too. It doesn't come easily to me.

That bit is actually pretty good. I agree with girl. It's only if you realise down the track you've ended up with an fucking retard that can fuck well that it's a problem...

It's only if you realise down the track you've ended up with an fucking retard that can fuck well that it's a problem...

Erm, thats kinda the point, trying to know what's good and what's not immediately without suffering like an idiot.

Just chill the fuck out and try not to read stupid amounts into every little word/action.

You can't really control it, so why bother trying?

Yeah, easier said than done for me loki. But I do try. I'm not hard as bad as my mate however...

Just keep it in the forefront of your mind that nothing you can do can make them like you if you're not the kind of person they're after, and that it could end at any second so you might as well just enjoy right now and just do whatever.

Try not to fart too much though.

Never fart too much until they've over-invested and can't back out...

*Try not to fart too much though.

Never fart too much until they've over-invested and can't back out...*

Don't worry, I'm already all over this advice.

Astralwerkor- Oh, uh yeah. Sure. Tell you what. If you ever work out how, let me know eh?

Still, I was talking about this with my mate yesterday. Breaks down like this, most people are shit.

No really, when you get down to it, most people are lying selfish cunts. So. Chances are, the person you meet IS a lying selfish cunt. Because the one's that aren't are so fucking rare it's ridiculous.

Sadly, you can't choose who you like. Shit, I know about five girls who are all single, all attractive, all smart, all funny, all, when you get right down to it, truly decent human beings. Think there's even a twitch? Nope.

This thread is depressing. Except when Loki talked about farts.

Probably because it's about reality. Think about. All the things that people look for in a person they like, are no indication that they're a good solid trustworthy decent human being.

Christ, most people are looking for a trophy of social accessory. Makes me fucking sick actually.

Sooner I cleanse the world with fire, the better.

discovery at the beginning is awesome... watching someone get braver and revealing themself to you by degrees.

i only tune out if they become too predictable, in fact - it's the unravelling complexity that keeps me in.

just play some Stooges and see if he/she is into it. guage how it goes and take it from there.

best bit! the whole feeling each other out bit...its all queasy and butterflies but if you know its gonna work (and let's face it - if someone's getting into a relationship with me they're singular enough that you know its going to happen) the first week or two of constant text messeges/mix CDs/ 'oh my god with both like Casablanca' is fucking great

(of course, sometimes they just find your MySpace and figure you're a creep, thus short circuting it all)

DO I!

Just chill the fuck out and try not to read stupid amounts into every little word/action

Best advice to chicks ever. Esp those who watch sex and the city.

daily/weekly conversations of the 'how i feel/how you feel/where is our relationship at?/where is it going?'

these tend to combine the best elements of a pop quiz, job interview, performance appraisal and visit to the principal's office.

''god people who won't talk about their feelings shit the motherfucking cunt out of me.''

FTW.

i get where yr coming from elaine. it IS completely fucking tedious analysing one's relationship to the motherfuck. but i'm not really talking about that.

i'm talking about those fucks who make you GUESS all the time what the FUCK is going on in their heads. those ones that leave a bid old vacuum for you to fill in with yr own (possibly negative) details.

yeah them. they can suck my dick.

i'm very pleased to have a dude who never shuts the fuck up. about anything. ever. i operate best under conditions well into TMIville.

i'm lucky, my boyfriend is ridiculously uncomplicated and tells me how much he adores me on a regular basis, and has been doing since the day we met.

i don't think i've had a single freakout, which is terribly unusual for me.

i'm very pleased to have a dude who never shuts the fuck up. about anything. ever

ahahahahahahah. indeed.

but this

i'm talking about those fucks who make you GUESS all the time what the FUCK is going on in their heads

why don't you ask? In my case, sometimes there IS stuff going on in my head. But it's all internal stuff. I need to think things through before talking about them. That's just the way things work in my head. I can't think AND talk about that stuff at the same time. If, when I've thought about it, it has some thing to do with the other person or the relationship, then I will and do talk about it.

If my internal ramblings make people unsure about what is going on, I would prefer that they ASK. Sometimes I forget that people want to know. If I am not ready to talk, then I'll say that I'm thinking about stuff and will let them know when I'm ready and give some general idea about what's going through my head.

I find it frustrating and insulting when talk-and-think-at-the-same-time-about-internal-shit people accuse me of being secretive or keeping secret ledgers and never communicating. I DO communicate, just not in ways they are comfortable with all the time forgetting that I am not comfortable communicating their way.

ha

i don't think i've had a single freakout, which is terribly unusual for me.

i had a couple only because i couldn't work out why someone was being so nice to me. i kept expecting someone to jump out from behind a tree yelling GOTCHA! (sorry svelty if you read this as i just emailed that exact sentence to you too x)

So am I talking about that context. When it is important or when there is something new to talk about then I'll gladly talk about it. But daily/weekly conversations of the 'how i feel/how you feel/where is our relationship at?/where is it going?' are unnecesary and shit me to tears.

I second that. Except instead of tears they make me want to inch my way closer to the door and run...

I come from a family that's incredibly vocal/ communicative about some things but unfortunately other things - like declaring feelings and showing affection - are more low-key. I've been accused by exes of not calling enough/being affectionate enough blah blah blah but I just show it in MY own way. Like when I know you need something and I go buy it for you... Or bring you cheese on toast in bed cos I know you like it... Or look after you when you're sick, help you move, surprise you with things etc etc.

But I stopped doing the endless texting/ phone calls/ smoochy-boochy ''I love you'' stuff when I was a teenager, because even then it didn't feel natural. I'm not that kind of girl and I'll be fucked if I'm going to pretend.

I know it's hard for him, and I know some people like to hear it...and in this case I'll make more of an effort to talk about things. It's just not 'natural' or easy for all of us, that's all.

Holy crap! You people are fucking insane!

No really, I mean it. Nuttier than a chinese salad. Crazy than a fruit bat on crack. A six pack or two short of a case. Half a loaf of crazy. Crazy in the face. Bork barking fucking mad.

Koo koo bananas crazy!

Get your fucking heads together you damn pile of face aches!

No. I'm the living incarnation of fury, and quite frankly the personal interactions people talk about on this site have me reaching for the phone to call the men in white coats basically.

Seriously, you might be a little unbalanced but at least you know it.

This mixed bag of fruitloops need serious fucking help.

Hey, I'\ve always said that drugs for being crazy in the face are a bad idea.

Anyway, there's nothing wrong with you lot that a strict regime of sleeping on the floor, a good cold shower in the morning, a hearty breakfast and a good packing set of pushups wouldn't cure.

Coming from someone with evident psychological issues, that advice is somewhat ironic.

i don't think i've had a single freakout, which is terribly unusual for me.

i can no longer say this. whoops.

oh dear foxy. all ok now?

... makes you feel physically ill.

You're still at the start?

Of course. It's only been two months.