Of all people, I could never label love as such. It's safe, sane and consensual and it's quite alright by me. That's what matters? And if it helps (though I doubt it), my boyfriend of about a year and a half has been on that end too. He's only about 4 years older than I, but he still gets the pedophile thing, primarily from my family. It doesn't help that he's white either, but this is me giving a fuck?
I am planning another, but I've been busy with so many things and work as of late, that planning it is difficult. My partner in crime (a friend, who was going to help run it) will be out of the country for the remnant of next month, but hopefully I can have one going by the end of this year. Of course, I'll make you RSVP about 8 times so I can be sure you're coming.
He's only about 4 years older than I, but he still gets the pedophile thing, primarily from my family. It doesn't help that he's white either, but this is me giving a fuck?
God bless bigotry, eh? I am so pleased that at least the colour-difference between Laura and myself hasn't been a problem for anyone (so far as I am aware, at any rate), besides one idiot aunt, who wondered to my mum, "But what colour will the babies be?"
Of course, I'll make you RSVP about 8 times so I can be sure you're coming.
Well of course - without Jesus to brighten your day why would anyone be anything other than grumpy in a robe with coffee...the devil's brew...if there was a devil...
*sigh* it's all just so hopeless, I wish someone would save me.
I'd love to see these "very advanced witnessing techniques."
BOB: Well hello, Mr. Gruff. How are you today? GRUFF: BUZZ OFF! BOB: I'm sorry to see that you're grouchy. But I think I may know what your trouble is. GRUFF: I'll tell you what my trouble is. It's prats like you interrupting my solitude! BOB: Ah, Gruff, it may seem that way -- but that's just Satan talking.
I think part of what I so much enjoyed about that - what? cartoon? trading card? - what that I do like my coffee, my bathrobe and my solitude. Unfortunately for the parallel, though, I've been a pretty happy boy for a long time now (with admitted exceptions).
As I presume you now know, she's part-black - coffee with a lot of milk in winter, pretty dark in summer. Strangely enough to me (I had no training in anti-black prejudice), until I met Laura I had seldom been attracted to dark-skinned women, and especially not to black women. But now, well, I love Laura's skin as much as every other part of her that isn't directly connected to her mind.
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Hope you've been well, Geoff.
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The first sign of giving up...is Folgers in yourrrr Cup!
(click on the gruffy character to see the quotes change)
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Ahem. Are you still planning on a sale-thingy in Kensington, or did I somehow miss it?
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And if it helps (though I doubt it), my boyfriend of about a year and a half has been on that end too. He's only about 4 years older than I, but he still gets the pedophile thing, primarily from my family. It doesn't help that he's white either, but this is me giving a fuck?
I am planning another, but I've been busy with so many things and work as of late, that planning it is difficult. My partner in crime (a friend, who was going to help run it) will be out of the country for the remnant of next month, but hopefully I can have one going by the end of this year. Of course, I'll make you RSVP about 8 times so I can be sure you're coming.
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God bless bigotry, eh? I am so pleased that at least the colour-difference between Laura and myself hasn't been a problem for anyone (so far as I am aware, at any rate), besides one idiot aunt, who wondered to my mum, "But what colour will the babies be?"
Of course, I'll make you RSVP about 8 times so I can be sure you're coming.
Eight probably ought to do it. :)
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Green, of course.
What ethnicity is Laura, out of curiosity? She seems to have the loveliest skin tone.
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*sigh* it's all just so hopeless, I wish someone would save me.
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My background is: German, Jamaican, Irish, and Dutch.
I love Toronto :)
*lix*
cya!
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BOB: Well hello, Mr. Gruff. How are you today?
GRUFF: BUZZ OFF!
BOB: I'm sorry to see that you're grouchy. But I think I may know what your trouble is.
GRUFF: I'll tell you what my trouble is. It's prats like you interrupting my solitude!
BOB: Ah, Gruff, it may seem that way -- but that's just Satan talking.
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We'll go out soon. I've blown my July budget. Probably next weekend, though. :)
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