Welcome new reader! Overwhelmed? Start by checking out my Best Of AND DEFINATELY Subscribe. Thanks for visiting!
Due to popular demand, I’m going to post this. I know most people won’t watch it, and that is okay because it’s embarrassing. Oh, and in case your wondering – she didn’t know it was me.
- Our money will go towards building water projects in Central African Republic (scroll down a bit).
- If you give, charity: water will keep you up-to-date with the status of your project, provide you with GPS coordinates of exactly where the well you contributed to is being built, and take pictures and video along the way.
It happens 87% of the time. A guy and a girl start off as strictly friends, and eventually one starts feeling more romantic/sexual interest than the other.
I think women like having conversations with me but can’t get over how I smell like printer ink when I sweat. Just a theory.
I do know for a fact it sucks to be the one that likes the other more.
But does the potential of this happening outweigh the value of knowing and enjoying another person?
I’ve had some great “friendgirls” in my day. Some of them are now married to other guys. Some are still around.
I don’t regret any of them (except for you Rebecca! I hope I never see your fat veiny face again.)
I’ve found that women in general have a lot to offer a friendship – very different perspective, unique ability to comfort, and helpful insight into the other half of the world. I might even go as far as saying we need the opposite sex in our life as single people.
But, inevitably the relationship will end. Is this good or bad?
I’ve found that people who don’t participate in competitive sports as children have a harder time participating in activities they aren’t guaranteed to win. It’s as though they never learned to have fun and lose.
Maybe it’s important in relationships to value the game more than the score. Even when we lose.
Perhaps if we can accept that:
friendships are always risks and usually seasonal
and
the opposite sex exists for much more than marriage potential
You can barely see it, but this cop is texting and driving – currently illegal in GA.
I take full responsibility for this new rule.
Since when do you own a bike, Dad? Or is this an image thing? Trust me, it will never compensate for the pleats in your carpenter jeans.
My current leather pant brand.
“Don’t even think about it” says my dad as I approach this table in Nordstrom. Now I want you to guess what my dad assumed I was going to do. Hint: the “a-ok” sign never crossed my mind.
