Fringey's taut-abbed painter

[taxwonk]

Originally posted by bold_n_brazen
That wasn't me... it was the blow talking.

I'm cool with that. Especially when the blow told me that you liked a good spanking.

[taxwonk]

Originally posted by sebastian_dangerfield
Dude, you have to act like a Hoover Industrial Vac to get to the Lowell George Club.

Or you have to get your hands on some cleaner shit than you're used to. Or you have to have a small, occasional arrhythmia that ordinarily wouldn't cause any problems. Or it just has to be your turn.

[sebastian_dangerfield]

Originally posted by bold_n_brazen
It's been my experience that the only adjective I want describing the amount of cocaine in my future is "more". It's also been my experience that it doesn't really matter how big any one particular line is in a night full of excess. But hey, that's just me!

I don't know anyone who's ever ODed and died from doing blow (although yes, I remember Len Bias, and even where I was when I heard he died).

Coke is partly to blame for my decision to attend law school. "Shit, senior year is over? And I haven't planned a single fucking thing for my future? Fuuuck. Where did all that time go so quickly? Oh, yeh...." Its a rotten stupid drug. I see no upside to the stuff at all, except those blazing fantastic moments when it begins its magical work in the nasal cavities, and you suck that water up your nose and feel your throat go numb, and everyone wants to fuck you, and you. are. the. fucking. shit.

[greatwhitenorthchick]

My friend at the gym today had a t-shirt that said:

"Trample the weak, hurdle the dead".

Kind of brutal, but I liked it. Just if anyone's looking for a new signature line or something. (for all I know, it is the motto of some club or army or something).

[bold_n_brazen]

Originally posted by sebastian_dangerfield
....except those blazing fantastic moments when it begins its magical work in the nasal cavities, and you suck that water up your nose and feel your throat go numb, and everyone wants to fuck you, and you. are. the. fucking. shit.

I want an 8-ball. Right now.

[sebastian_dangerfield]

Originally posted by taxwonk
Did I say any of the shit you accused me of? What, are you going for the gold in the conclusion-jumping Olympics, numbnuts?

I slowed down aroung 30 because it got to the point where it just wasn't fun putting in a 14 hour day at work with a hangover and two hours sleep. Kids also put a crimp into the party lifestyle. Not to mention that after a while, it's just pathetic to be hanging out at the same places the kids do. Or maybe you're so full of "self-confidence" you misread their contemptuous looks as stares of adulation.

Go find someone else to be a dickhead to. I'm not in the mood.

I just assumed what you were saying.

PS: I never hung out in bars anyway, so your commentary is misplaced.

PS2: I have been a dickhead today. I don't know why. Sorry.

[tootsie carrington]

Originally posted by paigowprincess
I am mainly sure that most of the board will agree I am mainly correct when I say good posters don't post about the impact of embellishment.

2. Posting about the impact of embellishment is the height of whifferooskiism.

[mmm3587]

Originally posted by Watchtower
I really admire that you are trying to do the right thing. Look into your heart. If you can't see yourself with her much longer, tell her now. I think you're right not to let her breasts, or the three-somes, make up your mind.

If you can see yourself with her, consider a radical change to both your lives. Walk a new road together. Commit to her, but tell her you need to work together on fixing the things that are the problem. She may be shocked and run away, or you may find that you can get through this together.

I like my life, faith and belief system the way that they are. My heart says not to get involved with chicks who are going to fuck all that up.

Originally posted by mmm3587
I could post this as anon, but I'm anon anyway, and I figure that everybody will get off on making fun of me. TM, please at least do some good mentor jokes this time. RP, please find good ways to point out how much of a troll I am. That's cool, but I'm also looking for advice, since I'm sure others have dealt with these kinds of situations.

Anyway, I have been dating someone for the past several months, and we are getting a little more serious. Many aspects of the relationship are really great: she's really fun to be around, very intelligent, very attractive, the sex is great, all our friends like each other, etc.

There are a few problems, though: she is very irresponsible about money and still has massive debt from college and grad school (lawyer-style debt, and she doesn't and probably never will make anywhere near enough money to pay it off quickly), she has all kinds of mental illness in her family and all kinds of crazy stuff in her past and she takes a truly impressive amount of (legitimately prescribed) prescription drugs. She also tends to occasionally drink to absolute drunkedness to the point where she gets lost somewhere in a club or a party and I won't see her for hours because she was off somewhere without a concern in the world.

I'm trying to decide whether I should just run from this relationship before it gets any more serious, or stick it out to see where things go. I really enjoy her company and the relationship, and like her as a person, but I'm worried that those things will fade, and I'll be involved with a drunk junkie with a fucked up family history and massive debt.

I'm not really a believer in the abiity to change a person in a relationship, and the brief discussions about the booze, the pills and occasional coke for her own good have NOT been well-received. I like all that fun stuff, too, but you really have to be careful with the latter two to avoid, well, royally fucking up your life, and I'm concerned that she is or will be pretty close to the line.

It's also a little bit selfish, but I can't help but see that, centris paribus, getting involved with her longterm carries with it a six figure price tag because of her debt and low income. I've got enough ways that I am locked into being a Biglaw lawyer; I don't need any more. I guess that is selfish, but it's certainly relevant.

I think staying with her over all these issues would be the textbook defintion of enabling, even if I (probably) love her. So, I think I am out, but I guess I'm looking for thoughts and advice about these sorts of things. Everyone I know has an opinion, but I thought some of the comments here would be more objective and snipey, which is always fun. Enough people around here seem to be separate, divorced, married or whatever that the different perspectives might be useful, I thought. Jokes are fine, too.

Wow, I didn't know you were dating my closest friend here. Just remember, the number one reason for divorce is money. The sex fades but the debt grows. If you can just date her without ever planning on getting married, do so. Otherwise, get out.

Also, alcoholics should not drink when on heavy meds. They are synergistic. And baked in.

Which reminds me, I saw a seinfeld rerun last night where Jerry says that he hates alcoholics bc they are always telling you either how much they hate you or how much they love you. Word.

[mmm3587]

Originally posted by Diane_Keaton
She sounds fun and carefree to me. Is she able to act this way and still come across as charming and fey? Or by 4 am, does she turn into some ugly Meth monster crying all her Goth-ish black mascara into dark streaks that run down her white-makeup-ed face? I'm thinking here of someone who evokes Marilyn Manson. But if she is able to act this way and still evoke the irresponsible yet charming (albeit 21st century) Audrey Hepburn ala Breakfast at Tiffany's, then she's a keeper. And who gives a crap about debt owed the federal government. Fuck them.

But just to make sure she is fun outside the club atmosphere, I'd take her on a hiking or camping weekend. See if she is able to leave the accoutrements behind for good clean living.

Hmmmn. Steaks cooked right on a smoky campfire; with potatoes veggies wrapped in tin foil and cooked right in the fire.

Yeah, that's the real rub. She keeps her shit together remarkably well. No crying, mascara running, puking, crazy drug seeking, etc. And it's great both when we are and when we aren't getting fucked up. If it were any other woman, I think that I would just stick around until things start to get messy, and then take off. But I really dig her, and there's a lot of shit that makes me say, "Damn, maybe she is right for me." Likes to do the same shit I like to do, good taste in all the stuff that I think is important, , calls me on all my shit and takes the piss out of me as needed, lots of fun to do normal, non-substance abusing/partying stuff with. And she is exceptionally fun at the partying, too, even when it's low key.

It's a tough decsision. I will wait. It's too much fun in the meantime, and maybe I am just worrying too much.

[Diane_Keaton]

Originally posted by tootsie carrington

My eyes are bad but your avatar looks like an old sailor dude with no head, short arms, and a chest with a lot of hair and man boobs above a beer belly that is worn above not below the pants waist (NTTAWWT). Has this been discussed before? Or (worse yet) am I engaging in some sort of midwhiffery?

[mmm3587]

Originally posted by ThurgreedMarshall
Wow.

I'm assuming you bought this story?

TM

Yeah, I buy this one, too. Maybe I'm naive. She just gets fucked up and takes off to go somewhere else. It's unhealthy and dangerous, but she's got a long history of it. I don't think that's she's really into cheating, with guys. I don't really mind if she hooks up with other women, because it tends to increase my likelihood of getting involved. There is one friend of hers that she fucks around with pretty often (this friend is one of the threesome participants, maybe it's Abba or bnb!), and the sex we have after she fools around with her friend is amazing. I was in a no-bisexual-women rut post-college for a while (by happenstance, not choice), and this has been a welcome change. I'm just wired and conditioned (like most straight men, I imagine) to be incredibly turned on by that.

Originally posted by bold_n_brazen
You lost me when you used the words "centris paribus".

And what about her tits?

Yeah, I forgot about the "centris paribus" part. Can you get her to post here? We need some new single people.

Hi, I am a short time lurker, first time poster. I am dating this guy and while he has some cash and the sex is ok, he tends to be really long winded and uses stupid latin terms like "centris paribus" for no discernible reason. Should I continue running up my credit cards to buy manolos so I can look hot for him in hopes that he will relieve me of my debt, or should I just fuck the 24 year old South African tennis coach who cant afford the flip flops I wear around the Sports Club LA but can make me come like ten times? I mean, this lawyer guy will probably never make seven figures anyway, and the South African could be the next Phillippoussis, right?

[mmm3587]

Originally posted by Diane_Keaton
My eyes are bad but your avatar looks like an old sailor dude with no head, short arms, and a chest with a lot of hair and man boobs above a beer belly that is worn above not below the pants waist (NTTAWWT). Has this been discussed before? Or (worse yet) am I engaging in some sort of midwhiffery?

Isn't that a gerbil? Cue gerbil jokes.

[Did you just call me Coltrane?]

Originally posted by Diane_Keaton
My eyes are bad but your avatar looks like an old sailor dude with no head, short arms, and a chest with a lot of hair and man boobs above a beer belly that is worn above not below the pants waist (NTTAWWT). Has this been discussed before? Or (worse yet) am I engaging in some sort of midwhiffery?

I thought the same for a LONG time.