Archive | November 2011

Thinking Happy Thoughts

This song always makes me happy for some reason.  Maybe because I can’t help but dance when I hear it. 🙂  Yes, I’m a child of the 70s.  LOL

When Idiots Fish

Today I started a new blog When Idiots Fish.  It’s all about the crazy, stupid, and funny messages that people, especially my sister and I, get on Plenty of Fish, the dating website.  Sis is actually helping to provide some of the content for this new blog since she attracts a whole different level of freaks and assholes.  So not only will there be my usual weirdos, geeks, and creepy old men, now I’ll get to share hers with you as well!  Yay!

Also, if you or anyone you know would like to contribute to the blog, feel free to email me using the form below.

Thanks & as always, Happy Humping!

Nothing but minnows on Plenty of Fish

I’m still half-assed fishing on Plenty of Fish.  I got a message from a guy the other day and showed it to my sister.  She said that we should come up with a website sort of like the “When Parents Text” site.  The difference would be that our site would list some of the crazy messages that we receive from guys on POF.  I think it’s a pretty good idea, but we haven’t thought of a name for it yet.  In the mean time, here’s the message that I showed her.

“Hey Im serious and interested but you need to let me know the same before we talk ok? bye [name withheld]”

The message alone isn’t too terribly bad, but combined with the picture that was attached, I had to wonder what the hell I’m doing to attract these guys.  I told you before that I changed my profile in hopes of warding off most men, but that doesn’t seem to be working.  So back to his message.  I think it was in how I first read it that made me laugh.  I imagined him speaking in a very shy socially awkward way, almost like a twelve-year-old boy talking for the first time to a girl he’s been crushing on for months.  Sometimes the simplest things amuse me.

On to the next message that I shared with my sister.  This one is definitely a throw-back.

“hi there,, can we talk soon,,,, ###-###-#### [name withheld],,, i want to mmeet you and i so mean meat,,,”

Seriously?  That’s supposed to get me all hot and bothered and wanting to meet him?  I don’t want his “meat” or to meet him, ever.  That one made me gag a little.  Do men really have such little respect for women that that is what they consider normal and acceptable behavior?  Well, I couldn’t bite my tongue on that one and when he popped up wanting to chat via instant message I gave him a piece of my mind.  He did apologize, but it was too little too late.  Hopefully in the future he will think twice before sending a complete stranger a message like that.  You may have noticed that I didn’t even mention that he gave his phone number to a complete stranger.  Oh ye dirty old men of little faith.  You do not have to treat me like a prostitute to get me to talk to you.  In fact, that’s the best way to deter me from ever talking to you.

Once again, the lack of proper grammar and punctuation really annoys me.

Happy humping!

Under Construction

Please forgive the multiple theme changes.  I’m in the process of finding one that suits my needs and is aesthetically pleasing.  I promise I’ll have it beautified soon. 🙂

Happy humping!

I’m a free bitch baby.

So here’s the lowdown on what I’ve been up to for the past couple of weeks.  I settled my workers comp claim with my former employer.  I helped my sister buy a new(ish) truck to replace her ragged old one.  (I had to make sure Little Bubba has a safe ride.)  I paid off some back taxes for the Preacher.  I went clothes shopping kind of on a whim.  I haven’t spent $300 bucks on clothes in probably ten years or more.  It was fun. 🙂  So that’s where my money has gone so far.

I kind of thought that once I got my wad of cash I would have ex-boyfriends coming out of the woodwork wanting a handout, but so far it’s been the complete opposite, and that’s a good thing.

My big purchase when I got my settlement was supposed to be my motor home, but my plans have had to be adjusted.  I didn’t get enough to buy one, so instead I’m going to find my own apartment somewhere and start job hunting.  That’s fine with me.  I don’t think I could fit all my stuff into a tiny motor home anyway.  I have found an alternative “happy gift” for myself.  When I was planning out my motor home dream I decided that I would need alternate transportation and started looking at mopeds.  I may not be getting the home on wheels, but I can certainly get the moped.  Actually I decided on a trike moped.  They are better for people like me who are short (5’2″).  I won’t have to worry about being able to touch the ground with my feet.  🙂  They look something like this:

Even better, my grandfather sells motorcycles and has three that he’s trying to get rid of, and he’s offered to sell me one below cost!  How awesome is that!  I love my PawPaw!  I’m supposed to go look at them and pick one at Thanksgiving while sis, Little Bubba, and I are up there visiting with the family.  Now I just have to start studying the 60-page motorcycle manual and pass the written and driving tests, and of course order my pink motorcycle jacket and helmet.  Wish me luck! 🙂  Oh, and once I get it I will definitely be posting pics!

So, that’s my new plan.  Other than that I’m just job hunting and apartment hunting.  My sis has decided to stay here through the end of January.  I think she’s not sure where she wants to go either.  I am mostly torn between two places.  One is a big city and the other is a big college town.  I’ll give you a hint about the big city…it’s very jazzy. 😉

Happy humping!