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Love to chat. Love to meet new people. As long as you've got a heartbeat and an open mind, I'm sure we'll get along.

"...He spoke to people with lordly contempt and with his nose in the air, and he harangued so loudly and unsparingly, assuming so imposing an attitude, and affecting such an arrogant bearing that everyone who saluted him wanted to hit him.” - Voltaire

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Member Since Nov 15, 2008
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Sobriety                   He returned home from a morning of grocery shopping; only the orange juice and beer were left to be put away. It had only been four months... [more]
AaaaaaRGH has shared 13 Mature Experiences
  • I Got Pantsed

    Barbecue Pantsing Each year, I have a Summer barbecue at my house.  Initially, the invitations were only mailed to family - an excuse for all of us to get together like we did when I was a kid.  Slowly, … [more]
  • I Would Like to Live Off the Grid

    The Telephone Pole Fence Years ago, my attorney once admitted to me he dreamed of buying a mountain someplace where he could live off the grid.  An avid gun owner, he also wanted to protect that mountain with gun tu… [more]
  • I Am Fascinated By Human Behavior

    Birthday Shopping This past weekend was my birthday, so I decided to treat myself to a quart of Ben and Jerry's.  Off I went off to BJ's, the warehouse store, to get myself this treat.  Thinking I'd only be b… [more]
  • I Remember My Most Embarrassing Moment

    Mother, Can You Toss Me A Towel? Not sure if it's my most embarrassing, but getting caught ************ by my mother has got to rank up there.  Guess I really should have lived at the dorms instead of at home.  Either that … [more]
  • Tug Of War

    Posted on: September 23rd, 2010 at 7:27PM

    Tug Of War From the moment she wakes up, the emotional pull of her falling calorie count depresses her every thought. Her frail frame shuffles to the bathroom in hopes that the numbers she obsesses over have fallen to a new low. Sometimes I wonder if her life would be easier if numbers didn't exist. Scales would be obsolete and she wouldn't have to waste time scratching off the waist size advertised on her Levi's. Numbers, however, aren't the enemy, as I'm sure she would still find a way to circumvent whatever measuring tool was used. The mind can be a powerful tool if used in productive ways, but it can al… [more]


  • Rambling Thoughts of the Brokenhearted

    Posted on: April 18th, 2010 at 12:23PM

    Rambling Thoughts of the Brokenhearted Six years of sobriety expunged in the blink of an eye. But am I any happier? I have asked myself this on a regular basis since the inevitable fall from grace occurred. No, alcohol is not the demon which haunts me; it's not the curse which ended my sobriety. "Nice guys finish last." Time and time again, this rings true. Satan and her sisters beckon to me. Their empty promises to end my misery lead me nowhere and, in the end, I remain a hopeless romantic. Eternally optimistic, I trudge forward, undaunted by their silly taunts which always prove me a fool in the end. "It's better to have loved and lost than to nev… [more]


  • Attitude

    Posted on: July 18th, 2010 at 9:00PM

    Attitude By Charles Swindoll The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude, to me, is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, than education, than money, than circumstances, than failures, than successes, than what other people think or say or do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness, or skill. It will make or break a company...a church...a home. The remarkable thing is we have a choice every day regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past. We cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one… [more]


  • Pink Parts

    Posted on: April 2nd, 2010 at 3:09PM

    Pink Parts A friend recently asked me what my standards were for dating. Without thinking, I whimsically commented that I wanted a girl who eats red meat. While I really didn't care what part of the cow she ate, I couldn't be with someone who was into ***********, at least not with a cow. Later that day, he and I went to dinner. This once was a weekly routine that stopped a few years back after he walked down the dreaded aisle of matrimony. In any case, after I sent the rib eye steak I ordered back to the kitchen a second time, the waitress admitted that she didn't understand why the kitchen di… [more]