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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well  if you're reading this, you already know it's you. I walked into  the  lab today because of chronic diarrhea, and they called you  specifically  to take care of my case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You  were so cute when you said I  had abnormally huge taste buds. When you  said you had to have another  look at the back of my throat, it was  obvious you just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;wanted to see  their freaky fatness once more, and I called you on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You  then turned  completely red, and I don't know if it was because of my  grossly  exaggerated yet founded accusations or because I wasn't wearing  a bra  and you left me waiting for like 45 minutes in an industrial AC  powered  office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're  gonna be growing five different cultures from my stool in the  next  week and I have no idea, despite all my funk and resourcefulness,  how  to make the idea of giving me a call after work seem inspiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Between  all these questions you're asking me, all of which are related  to my  loose bowel movements, and the fact that you could lose your  license if  you got together with a patient, there is just no way I can  slip you  my number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't  really know what to do. I think I'm gonna try to run into you at  the  end of your internship at this hospital. I hear if it's not in an   office, there is no law to prevent me hitting on you, and you taking it   up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you're not gay that is - cause you sort of give off that kind of  vibe too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But  if you're not, where is my highest chance of running into you   completely by chance, one morning when I'm not your patient and you're   not my hot, out-of-bounds microbiologist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-643153412869958037?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/w4MKnarlJY0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/w4MKnarlJY0/to-cute-microbiologist-whos-gonna.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2011/07/to-cute-microbiologist-whos-gonna.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-1921800722119770164</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Dec 2010 17:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-12T09:27:08.977-08:00</atom:updated><title>First Dates</title><description>&lt;object height="370" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.liveleak.com/e/42d_1284611667"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.liveleak.com/e/42d_1284611667" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowscriptaccess="always" width="450" height="370"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-1921800722119770164?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/HKsrM7tUNqQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/HKsrM7tUNqQ/first-dates.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/12/first-dates.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-2173475906437389249</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Sep 2010 21:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-20T14:43:49.885-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Voices</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TJfU9j9nepI/AAAAAAAAEuQ/hdDeQGpDTcU/s1600/epic-fail-personal-ad-fail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TJfU9j9nepI/AAAAAAAAEuQ/hdDeQGpDTcU/s400/epic-fail-personal-ad-fail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519114022456621714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-2173475906437389249?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/GmYZXqC08bA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/GmYZXqC08bA/voices.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TJfU9j9nepI/AAAAAAAAEuQ/hdDeQGpDTcU/s72-c/epic-fail-personal-ad-fail.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/09/voices.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-9141782026564574270</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Sep 2010 20:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-17T13:30:24.920-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lookie lookie lookie</category><title>TMI</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TJPPwfx47AI/AAAAAAAAEtg/OF3vaCRvjW8/s1600/ok-cupid-fail.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TJPPwfx47AI/AAAAAAAAEtg/OF3vaCRvjW8/s400/ok-cupid-fail.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517982400530410498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You may be getting a rise somewhere, but its not with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-9141782026564574270?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/MOoamPzfQIA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/MOoamPzfQIA/tmi.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TJPPwfx47AI/AAAAAAAAEtg/OF3vaCRvjW8/s72-c/ok-cupid-fail.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/09/tmi.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-329994183172825721</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Sep 2010 16:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-07T09:13:12.643-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lookie lookie lookie</category><title>Picture iMperfect 907</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TIZkXGQCI4I/AAAAAAAAEsA/VeBl4dvU9hw/s1600/4605986294_848cde0e94.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TIZkXGQCI4I/AAAAAAAAEsA/VeBl4dvU9hw/s400/4605986294_848cde0e94.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514205141739381634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's all about choices.  Having them is good, well except #3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-329994183172825721?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/Js6Pmz2ANiM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/Js6Pmz2ANiM/pi.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TIZkXGQCI4I/AAAAAAAAEsA/VeBl4dvU9hw/s72-c/4605986294_848cde0e94.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/09/pi.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-8791748718069659346</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Sep 2010 13:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-03T07:00:11.243-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lookie lookie lookie</category><title>Picture iMperfect 903</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TID_GZ0ZnPI/AAAAAAAAErQ/ft2yY-XfQ0M/s1600/Plenty-Fish-Dating-Laurel.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TID_GZ0ZnPI/AAAAAAAAErQ/ft2yY-XfQ0M/s400/Plenty-Fish-Dating-Laurel.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512686429376453874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;A good mom who's prepared for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Apocalypse&lt;/span&gt; or a zombie attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-8791748718069659346?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/hkSuodbpBdA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/hkSuodbpBdA/picture-imperfect-903.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TID_GZ0ZnPI/AAAAAAAAErQ/ft2yY-XfQ0M/s72-c/Plenty-Fish-Dating-Laurel.PNG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/09/picture-imperfect-903.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-1345590758498907765</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Sep 2010 17:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-02T10:39:31.399-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lookie lookie lookie</category><title>Picture iMperfect 902</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TH_hBTMzb9I/AAAAAAAAErA/4Cs0s4VQhAw/s1600/Plenty-Fish-Dating-Jill.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TH_hBTMzb9I/AAAAAAAAErA/4Cs0s4VQhAw/s400/Plenty-Fish-Dating-Jill.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512371881374871506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damn those low riding jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-1345590758498907765?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/-5aVASQylcI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/-5aVASQylcI/picture-imperfect-902.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TH_hBTMzb9I/AAAAAAAAErA/4Cs0s4VQhAw/s72-c/Plenty-Fish-Dating-Jill.PNG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/09/picture-imperfect-902.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-3987934928277028669</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Aug 2010 20:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-31T13:19:59.610-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lookie lookie lookie</category><title>Picture iMperfect 831</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TH1jxw6-aHI/AAAAAAAAEq4/HimleYIg1rE/s1600/Plenty-Fish-Dating-Parminder.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TH1jxw6-aHI/AAAAAAAAEq4/HimleYIg1rE/s400/Plenty-Fish-Dating-Parminder.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511671225568356466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love women with more facial hair than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-3987934928277028669?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/sYof8ZrBFvI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/sYof8ZrBFvI/picture-imperfect-831.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TH1jxw6-aHI/AAAAAAAAEq4/HimleYIg1rE/s72-c/Plenty-Fish-Dating-Parminder.PNG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/08/picture-imperfect-831.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-6817126514778573660</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Aug 2010 14:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-30T07:47:02.753-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lookie lookie lookie</category><title>Picture iMperfect</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/THvELa-bQcI/AAAAAAAAEqo/atS7-fiwJFU/s1600/Plenty-Fish-Dating-Leta.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/THvELa-bQcI/AAAAAAAAEqo/atS7-fiwJFU/s400/Plenty-Fish-Dating-Leta.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511214269516693954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeowzers!  A woman who knows how to handle a gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-6817126514778573660?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/XFfwm3mUueM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/XFfwm3mUueM/picture-imperfect_30.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/THvELa-bQcI/AAAAAAAAEqo/atS7-fiwJFU/s72-c/Plenty-Fish-Dating-Leta.PNG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/08/picture-imperfect_30.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-6558539009356163270</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Aug 2010 16:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-27T09:27:25.453-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lookie lookie lookie</category><title>Picture iMperfect</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/THfnMDwGJ3I/AAAAAAAAEqY/51kHGcNrHeo/s1600/1000Words.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 356px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/THfnMDwGJ3I/AAAAAAAAEqY/51kHGcNrHeo/s400/1000Words.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510126863462573938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Being a good mother is always a quality I look for in a potential date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-6558539009356163270?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/GgwlY3ScJrQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/GgwlY3ScJrQ/picture-imperfect_27.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/THfnMDwGJ3I/AAAAAAAAEqY/51kHGcNrHeo/s72-c/1000Words.PNG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/08/picture-imperfect_27.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-5395406734172184085</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Aug 2010 15:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-26T08:04:28.079-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lookie lookie lookie</category><title>Picture iMperfect</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/THaCFQtOxTI/AAAAAAAAEqQ/9Ga21f-2Ras/s1600/ummm-bad-one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/THaCFQtOxTI/AAAAAAAAEqQ/9Ga21f-2Ras/s400/ummm-bad-one.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509734221030016306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking for a new boyfriend.  Will be available after 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/THaCFLF_h0I/AAAAAAAAEqI/Sn9FaXHUc-U/s1600/yucky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/THaCFLF_h0I/AAAAAAAAEqI/Sn9FaXHUc-U/s400/yucky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509734219523262274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fleas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/THaCE8BujgI/AAAAAAAAEqA/Cedj4biOCNM/s1600/Untitled-41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/THaCE8BujgI/AAAAAAAAEqA/Cedj4biOCNM/s400/Untitled-41.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509734215478840834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah this has some guy living in his parent's basement written all over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-5395406734172184085?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/-Fe8fVGPguU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/-Fe8fVGPguU/picture-imperfect.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/THaCFQtOxTI/AAAAAAAAEqQ/9Ga21f-2Ras/s72-c/ummm-bad-one.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/08/picture-imperfect.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-5625079685090258234</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Aug 2010 14:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-26T07:53:06.636-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Worse Headlines</title><description>If you're a guy perusing the online scene these are the women you stay away from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. blah, blah, blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A little bit curious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You could be the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Look for Prince Charming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Looking for someone interesting and kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I can't believe I'm doing this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm the one your mother warned you about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Your last online date&lt;a id="KonaLink3" target="undefined" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.articlealley.com/#"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0) ! important; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; font-weight: 400; font-size: 13.3333px; position: static;color:#009900;" &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0) ! important; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; font-weight: 400; font-size: 13.3333px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0) ! important; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; font-weight: 400; font-size: 13.3333px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Hi (Hello or Howdy there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I might be the one your looking for!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-5625079685090258234?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/Yx_J_7d0g50" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/Yx_J_7d0g50/worse-headlines.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/08/worse-headlines.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-782171280537080638</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Jul 2010 20:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-15T13:16:06.686-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Totally Sick Shit</category><title>The Best/Worse of Profile Names</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your profile name is like a brand name.  It will sell you or sink you real fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Neverfaithfu&lt;/strong&gt;l – well you get 10 out of 10 for honesty but I bet you don’t get many dates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Loveonly4you&lt;/strong&gt; – and the other 30 women you contacted today. Sorry overly slushy is not attractive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;ManiacKiller&lt;/strong&gt; – hey let’s meet soon, somewhere dark and devoid of witnesses!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Boredofdating&lt;/strong&gt; – well if you are bored of dating then why are you on a dating site? That just screams I want a husband and I want one now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;I’mboring&lt;/strong&gt; – not going to want to read the rest of your profile then am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Falsetits44&lt;/strong&gt; – you have to be kidding me, you want to advertise that you are 44 and just had a boob job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Princesstopamper&lt;/strong&gt; – that just screams you are going to be high maintenance and hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Stretchmarks&lt;/strong&gt; – okay so you have had babies and now have stretchmarks but do you think that is the first thing you should tell some about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-782171280537080638?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/sjwpXPk5WYo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/sjwpXPk5WYo/bestworse-of-profile-names.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/07/bestworse-of-profile-names.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-6469104507976092206</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Jul 2010 17:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-15T10:45:13.372-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Few Cans Short of a 6 Pack</category><title>Not quite sure if it will float</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TD9I9-Uzy5I/AAAAAAAAEdw/Z78fr9cb4v0/s1600/graph.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494190299954793362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TD9I9-Uzy5I/AAAAAAAAEdw/Z78fr9cb4v0/s400/graph.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-6469104507976092206?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/Yft0VatmJEI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/Yft0VatmJEI/not-quite-sure-if-it-will-float.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TD9I9-Uzy5I/AAAAAAAAEdw/Z78fr9cb4v0/s72-c/graph.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/07/not-quite-sure-if-it-will-float.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-4124421476625448875</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Jul 2010 17:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-04T11:03:43.800-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lookie lookie lookie</category><title>They're Creepy and Spooky</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TDDMWJ53ISI/AAAAAAAAEcw/vZUM-W0INmw/s1600/24-225x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490112626752430370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TDDMWJ53ISI/AAAAAAAAEcw/vZUM-W0INmw/s400/24-225x300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Forgot to take her meds I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TDDMQhf7_gI/AAAAAAAAEco/kMqAVBlaMFg/s1600/21-300x224.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490112530006932994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TDDMQhf7_gI/AAAAAAAAEco/kMqAVBlaMFg/s400/21-300x224.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes poking dead stuff always gets me hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TDDMQQEuXxI/AAAAAAAAEcg/BpYF7JyrjD0/s1600/11-282x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490112525329391378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TDDMQQEuXxI/AAAAAAAAEcg/BpYF7JyrjD0/s400/11-282x300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; The Pikachu Sutra.  Hawt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TDDMQIhMqNI/AAAAAAAAEcY/BL3YNU4_-uM/s1600/10-300x209.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490112523301333202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TDDMQIhMqNI/AAAAAAAAEcY/BL3YNU4_-uM/s400/10-300x209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At least she's honest about her likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TDDMP9M3GgI/AAAAAAAAEcQ/6sBbybFzj9I/s1600/6-177x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490112520263244290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TDDMP9M3GgI/AAAAAAAAEcQ/6sBbybFzj9I/s400/6-177x300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Some cropping challenges here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TDDMPZbcGvI/AAAAAAAAEcI/_Czu5YgeFMI/s1600/1-300x209.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490112510660713202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TDDMPZbcGvI/AAAAAAAAEcI/_Czu5YgeFMI/s400/1-300x209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Well he'll have plenty of things to tell a therapist later in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-4124421476625448875?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/bcncPuts2IA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/bcncPuts2IA/theyre-creepy-and-spooky.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TDDMWJ53ISI/AAAAAAAAEcw/vZUM-W0INmw/s72-c/24-225x300.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/07/theyre-creepy-and-spooky.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-6176485688397642204</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Jun 2010 23:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-06T16:47:08.463-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lookie lookie lookie</category><title>Photoshop Challenged</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TAwzOmi2tBI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/oTpj2aY_cyQ/s1600/photo-ffadult-r40-s2-156698508_65351_47418779_main.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479811172560974866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TAwzOmi2tBI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/oTpj2aY_cyQ/s400/photo-ffadult-r40-s2-156698508_65351_47418779_main.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I guess cropping is out of the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-6176485688397642204?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/UUD6gfkbzfA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/UUD6gfkbzfA/photoshop-challenged.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/TAwzOmi2tBI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/oTpj2aY_cyQ/s72-c/photo-ffadult-r40-s2-156698508_65351_47418779_main.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/06/photoshop-challenged.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-1704388436597853990</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 May 2010 00:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-23T17:13:55.942-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Few Cans Short of a 6 Pack</category><title>Love &amp; Texting</title><description>hello again, well am single mum of 2, thts jst lookin for gen guys 2 hav a chat n get 2 no, bn on ere a year n oh boy wot a laff, am a thin attractive gen lass with a good sense of humor, am a busy mum bt do lyk 2 let my hair down 2 with girls bn single 4 years had a few triels,lol, bt no wot am lookin for, maybe as a like single life 2 much who no's, no pervs please sick of sayin dnt do tht kinda chat guys, x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-1704388436597853990?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/gSOzZqU_FCk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/gSOzZqU_FCk/love-texting.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-texting.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-4795402116826017394</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 May 2010 14:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-19T07:08:31.013-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Few Cans Short of a 6 Pack</category><title>Not Asking for Much</title><description>I am a single, free-spirted, web-savvy thirtysomething female. Living in the gorgeous Caroll Gardens for the past year, I love life and am only looking for a man who is not an idiotic pig-headed beer-swilling moron (which seems to be hard to find in this city). This is my final plea to the Craigslist community. I own my own internet business which means I don't get to leave the house much, but I do know the internet and its dating potential. So far it has let me down every single time. I've done MySpace, Facebook, Match.Com, eHarmony, and even Jdate (I'm not Jewish and don't care about Israel). Don't get me started on Jdate. But with so many people out there, at least ONE guy can match this. I know he's out there. My standards are exacting, but they're not too much to ask. Life is too short to compromise yourself! Here is what I am looking for. It's not much. If you're this guy or know this guy, have him contact me right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-non smoker&lt;br /&gt;-must love cats and be open to the idea of future adoptions&lt;br /&gt;-must not be more than one to five stops away from Carroll Gardens F train in either direction&lt;br /&gt;-must not be opposed to wicker furniture&lt;br /&gt;-must be 420 friendly&lt;br /&gt;-must clean up hair from the tub after a trim, a ring of hair around the edge is GROSS&lt;br /&gt;-past bar tending/table-serving experience a plus but not necessary&lt;br /&gt;-some knowledge of vintage wine&lt;br /&gt;-must be fluent in 2 languages (English DOES NOT count); I still like to practice my French from study abroad&lt;br /&gt;-toilet paper must go over, NEVER under, when placed in dispenser&lt;br /&gt;-PUT the lid DOWN. Animals have better manners than most men&lt;br /&gt;-no stockbrokers, unemployed musicians, actors, or baristas&lt;br /&gt;-no ravers, goths, punks, or rude boys&lt;br /&gt;-musical taste must include, but not be limited to, Kingston Trip, Buffy Sainte-Marie, and Judy Collins&lt;br /&gt;-name must not begin with an R, a J, or a B (Js are negotiable; Rs are not. Bs should consider that if they treat a cat nicely, it will respond accordingly; but if you scare it by approaching too fast, of course it will attack)&lt;br /&gt;-must like scented candles (not vanilla); no incense&lt;br /&gt;-must be willing to pay for dinner at least once a week at a Zagat-rated restaurant after proper research and scouting of restaurant&lt;br /&gt;-must own more than 3 items from ?The North Face? jacket line but no more than 5&lt;br /&gt;-owning a car is a plus, but it can't be a hatchback (some standards)&lt;br /&gt;-I ski one weekend a year, so you ski. No shredders.&lt;br /&gt;-must love Gary Larson, and hate Dilbert&lt;br /&gt;-passionate about animal rights, but willing to take in the circus when it comes to town&lt;br /&gt;-must read at least 3 books a month, no comics unless Gary Larson&lt;br /&gt;-must have read complete works of Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;-must know how to turn a Word document into a PDF&lt;br /&gt;-must be on T-Mobile for Fave 5 access-must love pinball and not play ping pong&lt;br /&gt;-3 out of your 5 favorite movies should be John Hughes films&lt;br /&gt;-must agree to watch "The Hills" on MTV on Sundays but hate that bitch Heidi, she is everything wrong with womankind&lt;br /&gt;-must know CPR and have current certification, ++ for SCUBA certification&lt;br /&gt;-must be home from 2-6pm on Saturdays to receive packages; bonus points if you're an Ebay power seller too!&lt;br /&gt;-NO FELONS!!!&lt;br /&gt;-must have all limbs, no quads (not biased, just poor past experience)&lt;br /&gt;-Ivy League education desirable, but Amherst, UPenn, Colgate, Vassar, Georgetown etc. acceptable&lt;br /&gt;-must have Scrabulous installed on Facebook during work hours&lt;br /&gt;-must prefer dark chocolate over milk; no omnivores&lt;br /&gt;-must like North-Eastern microbrews, NO COLORADO, NO EXCEPTIONS&lt;br /&gt;-no corduroy pants, jackets, shirts, socks, caps, etc. And while we're on the subject of hats, no hats at all. Having a hat as part of your job costume is not an excuse.I know the guy for me is out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come so close to finding him in perfect form so many times. If you are this know or know this guy, PLEASE contact me. I am willing to make a few sacrifices, but not many. If you see yourself in even a FEW of my specifications, you are invited to apply. Think of it more like a guidebook to my heart. ~M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-4795402116826017394?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/ARxpV-GyLBM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/ARxpV-GyLBM/not-asking-for-much.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/05/not-asking-for-much.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-2710226527053199575</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Apr 2010 20:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-26T13:53:15.435-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Crap Just Crap</category><title>Hunter Partnership</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S9X8_Zsm35I/AAAAAAAAENQ/YUMVcGqegd4/s1600/velmaslayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 392px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464551889043906450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S9X8_Zsm35I/AAAAAAAAENQ/YUMVcGqegd4/s400/velmaslayer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"SWF seeks SWM who enjoys farming, zoo keeping and serious preparation for zombie invasion for friendship, LTR and possible marriage. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must be willing to wear a kilt and own his own broadsword. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must be down to earth kind of guy, no prior convictions, not subject to any criminal investigations. I will look you up on the state access database so don't bother lying about it. Am D/D free, you be too Must hold liberal political views, while still supporting gun ownership, hunting and private land rights. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No racists, homophobes, or fundamentalists. No Jehova Witnesses or Mormons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must love dogs and be approved by my dogs. Must be able to ride a horse and allow me to spend large amounts of time with my animals without complaint. Must take me fishing and buy me a pint now and then. You can go out with your buddies too, I am not the jealous sort. But, you better be home each night in case the zombie invasion begins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a strong, intelligent country woman who can drive anything, haul 10 gallons of water to animals at a time, butcher a deer and run a trot line. Country folk will survive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-2710226527053199575?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/HPk91je40T8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/HPk91je40T8/hunter-partnership.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S9X8_Zsm35I/AAAAAAAAENQ/YUMVcGqegd4/s72-c/velmaslayer.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/04/hunter-partnership.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-1987919586396217393</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Apr 2010 21:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-23T14:49:27.294-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Way Too Much Drama</category><title>Doormats needs love too</title><description>Do you have a drinking problem? Do you believe your crappy childhood exempts you from having to be nice to other people? Is "enraged" the only emotion you are capable of feeling? Do you make twice as much as me, yet still need to borrow money a week after you get paid? If so, I am the lady for you! I'm a queer femme who enjoys being yelled at, ignored, and told what is best for me. I'm short, thin (maybe that will trigger your teenage eating disorder issues! Feel free to blame me!), and smart (unless you find that threatening! In which case I am not as smart as you!). I do have clinical depression, which I manage with medication and, ideally, a steady supply of judgment from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking to continue along my current dating path with someone who is immature, unpleasant, and bad at listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus points if you: -fetishize my mixed-race background, use it to impress your liberal white friends, and know exactly what "my people" are doing wrong -make "ironic" racist jokes -are a spoiled ass mama's boy -have no friends of your own, preferring to use me for all of your emotional needs (if you must have your own friends, I would rather you use them to cheat on me and/or commiserate about what a terrible girlfriend I am) -hate fat people (although I am not fat myself, I love it when people rip on my friends and expect me to agree because of my genetics) -understand that being an asshole and apologizing for it later is exactly the same as not being an asshole in the first place -use "non-normatively gendered" as a synonym for "teeming with internalized misogyny" Hopefully we can build a lasting relationship and maybe move in together so that you can decorate the apartment with old beer cans filled with cigarette butts and containers of half-eaten takeout food covered in fruit flies. Don't worry, I'll clean up after you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd prefer if you are white and middle-class so you can lord it over me all the time. Physical age unimportant as long as you are emotionally 9 years old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-1987919586396217393?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/1CqnuZv1YbY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/1CqnuZv1YbY/doormats-needs-love-too.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/04/doormats-needs-love-too.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-2684295644726095816</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Apr 2010 21:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-23T14:46:43.679-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Profile Help</category><title>10 Commandments of Profile Photos</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S9IVOLNFMUI/AAAAAAAAEMw/werYh7ckPBo/s1600/top_10_440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 337px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463452631223841090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S9IVOLNFMUI/AAAAAAAAEMw/werYh7ckPBo/s400/top_10_440.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Thou shalt not post a photo taken more than 2 years or 20 lbs ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Thou shalt not post a photo of you with your arm draped around your ex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Thou shalt not post a photo taken in a three-minute photo booth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Thou shalt not post a photo with someone’s face blacked out or someone’s body cut out of the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Thou shalt not post a photo where you are not smiling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Thou shalt not post a photo where all of your friends are more attractive than you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) Thou shalt not post a group photo where a casual viewer can’t figure out which person you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) Thou shalt not post a photo taken by a webcam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) Thou shalt not post a photo that shows too much skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) Thou shalt not post a photo of Angelina Jolie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-2684295644726095816?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/YpMqOwM3mMc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/YpMqOwM3mMc/10-commandments-of-profile-photos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S9IVOLNFMUI/AAAAAAAAEMw/werYh7ckPBo/s72-c/top_10_440.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/04/10-commandments-of-profile-photos.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-5272854534976008699</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Apr 2010 14:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-17T07:21:23.078-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lookie lookie lookie</category><title>Picture iMperfect</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S8nClzDjlSI/AAAAAAAAELQ/nDgrSLEnULI/s1600/Welland_personals_82316616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461109977779508514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S8nClzDjlSI/AAAAAAAAELQ/nDgrSLEnULI/s400/Welland_personals_82316616.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Putting your best cheek forward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S8nClsNYs1I/AAAAAAAAELI/1MY7Lh1qMGE/s1600/VirginiaBeach_singles_81898379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461109975941690194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S8nClsNYs1I/AAAAAAAAELI/1MY7Lh1qMGE/s400/VirginiaBeach_singles_81898379.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm hoping that's a piercing and not some weird growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S8nClbhCaiI/AAAAAAAAELA/PfB7c73kaUg/s1600/Vaughan_matchmaking_79423710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461109971460712994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S8nClbhCaiI/AAAAAAAAELA/PfB7c73kaUg/s400/Vaughan_matchmaking_79423710.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm not quite sure what to say here except YEOWZERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S8nCQIqQS_I/AAAAAAAAEK4/8Nej2hf6OZs/s1600/Toronto_singles_63084142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461109605621844978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S8nCQIqQS_I/AAAAAAAAEK4/8Nej2hf6OZs/s400/Toronto_singles_63084142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Really?  Is there no other picture of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S8nCP0C1KII/AAAAAAAAEKw/jUIsuHvN9-k/s1600/Toronto_dating_66435357-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461109600087779458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S8nCP0C1KII/AAAAAAAAEKw/jUIsuHvN9-k/s400/Toronto_dating_66435357-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cult of the snake I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S8nCPmvXvOI/AAAAAAAAEKo/sPMGUGkYyc0/s1600/NiagaraFalls_dating_67161646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461109596516498658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S8nCPmvXvOI/AAAAAAAAEKo/sPMGUGkYyc0/s400/NiagaraFalls_dating_67161646.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's right.  We don't need to see your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S8nCPeEmP5I/AAAAAAAAEKg/u4jIDAXHTGI/s1600/Lehi_dating_78437501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461109594189610898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S8nCPeEmP5I/AAAAAAAAEKg/u4jIDAXHTGI/s400/Lehi_dating_78437501.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I see you have room for a man in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S8nCPWj5F3I/AAAAAAAAEKY/VOWt_fKzrRA/s1600/Beamsville_dating_77866793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461109592173385586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S8nCPWj5F3I/AAAAAAAAEKY/VOWt_fKzrRA/s400/Beamsville_dating_77866793.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Party on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-5272854534976008699?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/VUKelM2GzIc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/VUKelM2GzIc/picture-imperfect.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S8nClzDjlSI/AAAAAAAAELQ/nDgrSLEnULI/s72-c/Welland_personals_82316616.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/04/picture-imperfect.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-6299053678904954334</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Apr 2010 20:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-16T13:42:53.458-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Few Cans Short of a 6 Pack</category><title>The "F" Word</title><description>Seeking a PGILTF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which, as you may know (but probably don't since someone has just made it up!) stands for Passionate Guy I'd Like to F--. And of course when I say F---, I mean. . . F--- as in Form a Lasting Relationship. F--- as in Forge an Intimate Partnership. and mostly. .. . F--- as in Fall In Love. What did you think I meant by F---? (Oh well, maybe that too.) I can't help it. Maybe it's because I'm passionate myself but I have a thing for passionate guys that makes me want to F--- them. Well not all of them. Really I'm looking to Forge, Form and Fall (once again, see above. That's what I mean by F---) with just one. To achieve that perfect F---, it would help if my passionate guy was smart, literate, witty and loving as am I. At least aware of culture and creativity as am I. And rugged as am. . .of course I'm not rugged, more like 5"2" and curvy, and appealing in a mature but smartcityoutgoing sort of way. Anyway, if you're a passionate guy clever enough to have gotten past the shock of my approach to discover the soul of this message, please do respond with your photo (sorry, no photo, no reply). And I will reply with a picture of myself in kind. Together we could be F---ing amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-6299053678904954334?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/LQk1acq7wjc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/LQk1acq7wjc/f-word.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/04/f-word.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-2891951263708823453</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Apr 2010 01:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-09T18:15:16.405-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">It's All About Me</category><title>The Ultimate Man</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S7_QzG1Ws7I/AAAAAAAAEJI/WsxGyyFcVec/s1600/Mustang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458310849822634930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S7_QzG1Ws7I/AAAAAAAAEJI/WsxGyyFcVec/s400/Mustang.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a happy and blessed person. I try to find the humor in almost everything and my life is pretty much drama free and I'd like to keep it that way. I have to admit I'm more attracted to dark haired men who are in pretty good shape with a great sense of humor and a great smile when I make him happy which I will try to do alot. I have a 23 yr old son in the Navy who lives in CA and a 15 yr old daughter who is in modeling and acting and stays with friends quite often so I often have weekends free. The ultimate man will give me my dream car someday, a '69 Mustang Boss as in my photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-2891951263708823453?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/ArOkBwNU8QQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/ArOkBwNU8QQ/ultimate-man.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfE4aqiPx9A/S7_QzG1Ws7I/AAAAAAAAEJI/WsxGyyFcVec/s72-c/Mustang.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/04/ultimate-man.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560127719288902719.post-4093879063429354704</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Apr 2010 19:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-05T12:46:59.393-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Few Cans Short of a 6 Pack</category><title>Seeking bearded, overweight hipster</title><description>i realize this is kind of a specific request, but hey, it never hurts to go for what you want. i read this description of north american hipsters, and thought, "you know, that's actually the sort of guy i'm into." should i feel weird that my ideal dude can easily fit into a hilarious stereotype? maybe, but i'm going with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Identification: Like a baby bird who has fallen from the nest, a twee twit is simply too soft and gentle for this world. He cannot abide bright colors or harsh materials, so he is usually swaddled in soft, pastel sweaters and corduroy pants. He might have a beard, because shaving is far too scary, and stubble is like sandpaper against his delicate features. He is mumbly and soft-spoken, but he doesn’t mind being unintelligible; he wouldn’t want to impose upon you unduly by putting forward an idea. He’s a cat person. He’s almost too much of a feminist to tolerate the act of sexual intercourse. He’s had the same girlfriend for eight years, and he doesn’t mind the fact that she’s gained a little weight. They throw the nicest dinner parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Musical Taste: The twee twit mainly enjoys mellow post-shoegaze in which nothing much happens, gentle American indie-rock in which nothing much happens, and unobtrusive indie-hippie-folk in which nothing much happens. Too much distorted guitars or non-whispered vocals instantly melt these guys. Sigur Rós has some really nice songs, but sometimes they get a little too raucous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How to Tame a Twee Twit: Give him a hug, or bake him some cookies. If you meet him in a record store, say “boy, I wish all Pavement songs sounded like ‘Here.’” "Benefits of Friendship: Twee twits are pretty much guaranteed to be nice, reliable, steadily employed, and inoffensive. They don’t mind packing a little bit of a paunch, so they’ll be willing to eat greasy diner food with you at 4 in the morning without bitching about gaining an ounce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Drawbacks of Friendship: Two words: Belle &amp;amp; Sebastian. There’s no escaping the fact that these guys like boring, boring music, and they’re going to get uncomfortable if you blast any crunk in your car (and why even have a car if you can’t blast crunk in it?) If his girlfriend dumps him, you will have to see him cry, and his tears and snot will get all in his beard." ...so if you feel a kindred spirit with that stereotype, please, feel free to message me. we can drink imported beer, be all ironical, watch movies that are way over our heads, give each other mix tapes (TAPES for real, i just bought a 7-pack of maxwell 90 minute tapes at cvs), write embarrassing letters, drunkenly make out, go bowling, cry, whatever. i shop at thrift stores but pretty much only buy shoes and doofy home accessories. i used to have a short, cute haircut, but i'm growing it out and it's in that floppy in-between stage. i have horrible taste in everything. i'm also extremely lazy, which is why i'm ending this ad now. p.s. you don't actually have to be bearded, overweight, or hipstery. just have that general aesthetic (ie "indie rock and diners" over "club beats and date raping drunk chicks")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. this is the worst personal ad i've ever written. that should give you an idea of the type of effort i'm willing to put forth. hope to hear from you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1560127719288902719-4093879063429354704?l=icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~4/Kx5nvjql3Eo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zvIn/~3/Kx5nvjql3Eo/seeking-bearded-overweight-hipster.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mike)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://icantbelieveshesstillsingle.blogspot.com/2010/04/seeking-bearded-overweight-hipster.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

