Дата публикации: 2017-11-14 16:13
I usually skirt the issue and let her know that I’m busy. I text her back but I don’t really initiate the texting, and I’ve slowed down my need for sex with her significantly. But we always end up hanging out when I’m bored on Saturday and having sex anyway. I don’t dislike her company, but when we are done I can tell with her that it is much more than sex.
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Have you thought about this situation from her perspective at all? Perhaps she’s not this damaged, precious thing that needs anything beyond your “pretty fantastic” lovin’. Either way, man up and talk to her, in person, with your mouth. You’ll be fine, and you’ll have an opportunity to clear the air if there’s any confusion. This what mature, respectful adults do.
Maybe she means it when she says “she’s fine with just sex,” maybe the pet names are because she doesn’t want to say your name (or doesn’t want to mix it up with someone else’s) maybe the fact you’ve never gone on a date or been anywhere but your apartments is exactly what she wanted too maybe the fact that she initiates the texting makes you HER booty call. I’m not saying this is the case, but you’ll never really know until you talk to her about this stuff.
You should go! Just as you would expect old classmates to have matured and be less cruel, you should have grown out of the “I don’t belong” mentality. If you want to go to your reunion and see your friends, you should absolutely do it! If it were your 65 or even 75-year reunion, I could see people still being immature and “exclusive” or “elitist” or whatever. But it’s been 95 freaking years! Fuck those people’s accomplishments and success or whatever. You say you’re not ashamed, so don’t be. You lived your life and you did you.
I was planning to go to my 95th high school reunion. My life has not had much success or accomplishment. Some of that is circumstances, and I have nothing to be ashamed of and have never been dishonorable. I really wanted to see what all these people look like, reminisce, converse and have fun. As classmates make reservations, their names are listed. Only about 65% of the class has registered, and more will no doubt show up, and many of the 65% were my friends at the time who I would want to see.
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An old friend has developed the habit of talking in a baby voice (we’re adults). We don’t see each other too often these days, but when we do meet up and when we’re saying hi, or bye, or talking about old times, or how long it’s been, or anything at all sentimental they revert to this baby voice which makes my skin crawl.