Im only messing, I like women and enjoy their company but hate talking about serious stuff. Women sure like a drama out of fuck all. lol
Where are u from. I get the distinct impression that your not from the UK. Im not either, Im from Scotland. lol
EDIT: Not met her yet but will try and get round to it. Also I see that u were worring about heat sig. Dont worry, Ive got 6 x 600w under a tin roof. lol
I am from the UK - by birth. But sometimes I lie awake and suspect I can actually
hear those Irish genes talking to me - and about an eighth of my family
visibly carry my Scottish ancestors' apparently un-dilutable blood - otherwise the rest is basically good old colonial English blood (i.e. my grandparents held dinner parties for visiting English ambassadors at their overstaffed colonial villa and exploited natives and stuff - and got rich off it). But I'm weird and eccentric so I spent my late teens and most of my twenties living and working abroad in various sunny countries (which is why my living family members won't really give me the time of day - they somehow seem to feel that I insulted England by preferring not to live there for so long - or something).
On the other hand, I suppose I don't really feel very English sometimes. I've picked up foreign ways
I keep standing in the wrong queue, or not realizing that the two shifty-looking characters loitering near an ATM are actually queueing (and then wondering why I nearly get knifed for sauntering up to the ATM in front of them). I read international news
before I read UK news. I put garlic in all my food. I even
smile too much for this country - in public, too! *gasps of horror* It's like my mind and body are vibrating at a slightly different frequency from everybody else, and I often catch somebody giving me this narrow-eyed look, like "OK, she
looks English, she
sounds English, her name is English... But she can't fool me, the imposter! She has a sneaky foreign twinkle in her eye..."
Good luck with my sister
I'm going to enjoy this more than you could possibly guess.
Just trying to work out the logistics, and also if I can keep the paranoia under control. I've never had anything interesting to hide before, never had any reason to jump at the sound of sirens before.