March 05, 2007
Making Friends With Girls
I hung out with todd (the-loupe guy) and his lovely girlfriend, dr. lara. I met them at typhoon (ritzel’s recommendation!) at the santa monica airport. I would say it was the perfect spot to meet for drinks. we didn’t sample any of the crickets or the scorpion seahorse juice (next time!), but i got a healthy dose of nice, fun, good conversation. they made me laugh a lot. one thing for sure is that that kind of social interaction is making me a happier person.
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Posted on March 5, 2007 07:38 PM by Meetin77.
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April 29, 2006
Online Dating Faux Pas
I think I’ve committed a grave online dating faux pas.
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Posted on April 29, 2006 12:41 AM by Meetin77.
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February 20, 2006
One Down, Forty-Nine To Go
today is our first wedding anniversary, so i thought i’d tell the story of how j and i met, since i’ve never really done that here.
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December 09, 2005
Real Love
The wonderful part about this blog…and my lack of advertising…is that I can keep it REAL! I’m not ALWAYS strong…I’m not ALWAYS right…I’m not ALWAYS sweet…or funny…but I’m ALWAYS REAL! So in my state of REALNESS, I can admit that I cried, I whined, I laughed, I cursed, AND I refuted his nonsense in our 45 minute conversation. I hung up the phone, put my head down and started asking myself, “What did I do wrong?” Feeling the tears streaming, I actually ALMOST popped the cork to a pity party. BUT THEN, I woke up. In 2 seconds, my logic FINALLY overcame my emotion. I gained the clarity that HE claimed would take me years to achieve. And you want to know a secret…it’s clear to me that HE.IS.NOT.A.PRIZE. 10 bucks says that is NOT what he thought that I would conclude.
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Posted on December 9, 2005 10:52 AM by Meetin77.
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March 13, 2005
Meeting Online
Here's a blog in which people tell stories of meeting someone special in a distant land ... the Internet.
How are romances that begin online similar to and different from romances that begin in real-life? Narratives from players who began a romantic relationship online talk about their experiences. Below, several players offer their stories of how they met their real life romantic partners online and how the relationship progressed.
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Posted on March 13, 2005 06:03 PM by Meetin77.
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March 11, 2005
Meeting People
Here are some pointers to the newbie Lotusphere attendees. I am not going to try replicate Turtle's excellent tips at the Gonzo Lotusphere site (especially the classic "The Unofficial Gonzo Guide to Meeting People at Lotusphere" post - highly recommended).
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Posted on March 11, 2005 12:29 PM by Meetin77.
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February 21, 2005
Meeting
Meeting
Dogs take new friends abruptly and by smell, Cats' meetings are neat, tactual, caressive. Monkeys exchange their fleas before they speak. Snakes, no doubt, coil by coil reach mutual knowledge. We then, at first encounter, should be silent; Not court the cortex but the epidermis; Not work from inside out but outside in; Discover each other's flesh, its scent and texture; Familiarize the sinews and the nerve-ends, The hands, the hair - before the inept lips open. Instead of which we are resonant, explicit. Our words like windows intercept our meaning. Our four eyes fence and flinch and awkwardly Wince into shadow, slide oblique to ambush. Hands stir, retract. The pulse is insulated. Blood is turned inwards, lonely; skin unhappy ... While always under all, but interrupted, Antennae stretch ... waver ... and almost ... touch.
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Posted on February 21, 2005 11:20 AM by Meetin77.
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