Random Rants XLIII: So Much Whinging Your Head May Explode

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Sorry. I was only joking. I have no idea what happens with internet dating sites.

Guess who also doesn't have a clue ^^.

I have, very briefly, considered that sort of thing. I don't think it would work well for me. I've not heard that people have great success with them.

Honestly, I'm also not convinced.
But hey, I normally don't go out (considered speed dating, but since I'm moving to another country and don't speak the native language...), and hang around all the day in front of the computer, so I decided that this might be the way with the best chances.
Will have to find out if I'm wrong or not.

But in any case one week isn't a long time, I would guess. How many inquiries did you try making yourself? Or doesn't it work that way?

It's a bit like Facebook.
You have a profile, with images, some text for some predefined questions ("your best trait", etc), you can send private messages (plus some other things), and you can see who visited your profile (and the default settings for that site are that you get a email notification for such events like profile visited, new messages, etc).
I've decided to send one private message per day, so that are 7 at the moment.
Not much, I know. But the suggested contacts list is also not tremendously long, I guess I might be done in one month.

I actually got an answer to 1. Was very fast clear that her English knowledge was not sufficient, and my images seem to have done the rest. Oh well. Next time it hopefully works better.
 
This is terrible advice

It's time to get a job sonny boy. A man, a man provides. And he does it even when he's not appreciated or respected or even loved. He simply bears up and he does it. Because he's a man.
 
If Im throwing up out of my mouth, guess what I mean by "the other end"

Yeah... I got that part, I was just hoping you managed to get to the toilet before it happened.
 
That reminds of once that I ate rice because I wasn't feeling well of the stomach. And then I went puke.
Spoiler may be gross :
And upon entering the bathroom I felt if coming along my oesophagus and I saw I couldn't get to the toilet, so I turned to my right to puke in the sink, and before being able of doing a step forward, it came. Everywhere, every hole in my face was filled with rice! Mouth and nostrils. It was NOT nice at all.
 
Yeah... I got that part, I was just hoping you managed to get to the toilet before it happened.

Nope.

Which explains right now why my bedroom smells like a hospital room.
 
It's titled career explorations in journalism, but it's basically college 101. You know, incredibly simple stuff.
Oh noes, that should not be failable.
On the positive side, after one week of dating, you've met precisely zero psychopaths who you never even want to think about again. :)
*whom
Spoiler :
:p

If Im throwing up out of my mouth, guess what I mean by "the other end"
It makes you sound like a nematode.
If you say so... *starts removing pants*
Haha...
<reaches for brain bleach>
 
It's time to get a job sonny boy. A man, a man provides. And he does it even when he's not appreciated or respected or even loved. He simply bears up and he does it. Because he's a man.

Ok... well I do have a job.. :rolleyes:
 
Thumb hurts, and I don't know why :/

EDIT: Also, the Phoenix (city football team in the Australian league) lost.
In fifth place in the league.
When a win would have put us up a place.
At home.
With nearly all our players.
Against Sydney FC.
Who are bottom of the table.
And missing their best players (del Piero comes to mind).
And were reduced to nine men by the end of the game.

Why.
 
Yeah, I'd agree. Bodes well for Sydney FC if he can keep them going like that.

Incidentally, since you're here, are you FC or Wanderers?
 
I suppose I should be Wanderers, but I don't really care, to be honest. I don't understand how people can just stop being FC fans simply because another local team springs into existence, which they are told to support instead.
 
Usage is king! "Who" is acceptable and, in that situation, more natural.

Take no notice of Mr T. He knows nothing. (Though he thinks he does.)
 
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