'In the main' being the operative three words in the title today. V wandered into the chatroom I was in this afternoon and blew her stack. Literally, blew. Her. Stack. Now that the K thing is more in the background than it was, what with me finally telling K I am kinda sorta dating, next Pauly habit on the chopping block is obviously chatrooms.
Now yes, I do admit that chatrooms can bring out the freakiest dodgiest flirtiest aspect in both guys and girls, but to tar every girl in there with the words 'skank ho' or 'slut' hmmph. Also, I believe, and V agrees with my belief, that I am more mature and grounded online than I was even two years ago, so why can't she just trust me that I know how to avoid the fruit loops and such?
V hates chatrooms with a vengeance. But I don't do private conversations in chatrooms, I don't see anyone on there as friends, even internet ones, rather I see them as acquaintances only - the one possible exception being LST (nee LCL), who hardly ever sends email. The last person I met online who I consider an actual friend was/is LHO about hmm how long has it been? Nine months, a year something like that...
V fears I will find someone online to replace her. That's the crux of the matter, and why she hates chatrooms so much, but I do understand that chatrooms are not healthy places to 'pick up' lol. Give me some freaking credit. And I am a LOT better in err behaviour than I was a few years ago...
Shrugging shoulders here, I am not looking anywhere at the moment. V is my best friend, but when she feels she is getting 'kicked in the stomach' she forgets all the positive stuff. I'm not looking for a partner online or in real at the moment, but eh, what do I know, I'm a male online, I must be a sleaze. And so easily manipulated by the fruit loop sluts on chats LOL.
Was looking at the Melbourne tourism website today - AFL footy at the MCG, National Gallery of Victoria, riding the trams, maybe a gelato in Little Italy in Carlton or an ice cream down on St Kilda Esplanade (yes, yes, I know it's going to be midwinter LOL). Maybe a couple of beers at a rugby pub (there MUST be one somewhere in a city of three million, even if it is rabid AFL country LOL) watching the Hurricanes win the Super 12... V said it will be the AFL or the art, not both, hmm, but there is a good Dutch Masters show on down there - she's not an art girl hmm.
Didn't go out at all today, but tomorrow I think I will head out to one of the pubs to watch the Hurricanes Crusaders semi, starting 5.30 Brisbane time - go the Canes, we have been in two semis, but haven't made the final yet. And the Monaco Grand Prix on this week - the McLaren drivers apparently have their names in diamonds on their helmets for this weekend - now, don't crash Kimi or Juan Pablo, can't have diamonds scattered across Monte Carlo's streets LOL.
I guess it will be Star Wars Three for the movie this weekend, it's either that or Kingdom of Heaven, and best to get Star Wars out of the way as quickly as possible, so I can make sense or otherwise of the hype LOL.
Later peeps
Pauly
Now yes, I do admit that chatrooms can bring out the freakiest dodgiest flirtiest aspect in both guys and girls, but to tar every girl in there with the words 'skank ho' or 'slut' hmmph. Also, I believe, and V agrees with my belief, that I am more mature and grounded online than I was even two years ago, so why can't she just trust me that I know how to avoid the fruit loops and such?
V hates chatrooms with a vengeance. But I don't do private conversations in chatrooms, I don't see anyone on there as friends, even internet ones, rather I see them as acquaintances only - the one possible exception being LST (nee LCL), who hardly ever sends email. The last person I met online who I consider an actual friend was/is LHO about hmm how long has it been? Nine months, a year something like that...
V fears I will find someone online to replace her. That's the crux of the matter, and why she hates chatrooms so much, but I do understand that chatrooms are not healthy places to 'pick up' lol. Give me some freaking credit. And I am a LOT better in err behaviour than I was a few years ago...
Shrugging shoulders here, I am not looking anywhere at the moment. V is my best friend, but when she feels she is getting 'kicked in the stomach' she forgets all the positive stuff. I'm not looking for a partner online or in real at the moment, but eh, what do I know, I'm a male online, I must be a sleaze. And so easily manipulated by the fruit loop sluts on chats LOL.
Was looking at the Melbourne tourism website today - AFL footy at the MCG, National Gallery of Victoria, riding the trams, maybe a gelato in Little Italy in Carlton or an ice cream down on St Kilda Esplanade (yes, yes, I know it's going to be midwinter LOL). Maybe a couple of beers at a rugby pub (there MUST be one somewhere in a city of three million, even if it is rabid AFL country LOL) watching the Hurricanes win the Super 12... V said it will be the AFL or the art, not both, hmm, but there is a good Dutch Masters show on down there - she's not an art girl hmm.
Didn't go out at all today, but tomorrow I think I will head out to one of the pubs to watch the Hurricanes Crusaders semi, starting 5.30 Brisbane time - go the Canes, we have been in two semis, but haven't made the final yet. And the Monaco Grand Prix on this week - the McLaren drivers apparently have their names in diamonds on their helmets for this weekend - now, don't crash Kimi or Juan Pablo, can't have diamonds scattered across Monte Carlo's streets LOL.
I guess it will be Star Wars Three for the movie this weekend, it's either that or Kingdom of Heaven, and best to get Star Wars out of the way as quickly as possible, so I can make sense or otherwise of the hype LOL.
Later peeps
Pauly
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