The 'Crazy Vibe', what sets yours off?

what does it for me is just a super obsessive girl, too quickly... i met a girl at a concert and we met up again about ..gosh 4 or 5 months later and was just obsessed with me the day we hung out... acted like i was maybe the last guy on the planet...and trust me it can be flattering...for a second or two...but beyond that can frustrate me... but its possible becuase i tend to like to be isolated at certain weird times

Desperate reminds me of when I went out on a date with a guy I met on YahooPersonals. We met at a Starbuck's. He positively oozed desperation, depression, neediness and despair. Like when you go to a wake and the grief is palapable. It's as if it rolls off the widow in a wave. That's how he was.

Was he also a Toyboy?

So you're my ex bf then :)

So why did we split? I seem to have blanked the bad times and only remember (fantasize ) about the good times.

P.S. How did I get these spike marks in my back?

We split because you couldn't cope with my voracious sexual demands, you wuss you :)


And those aren't spike marks they're nail indentations.

I think this is as NJ put it, trendy vocabulary too. I usually don't use the term "head games" but I have used the word "drama". Not so much in personal ads though. I've been through some drama in my life - a couple of events that could've landed those of us involved on Jerry Springer! Once in 1989, and then again in 1994-95 with a totally different set of involved people! Or it could be described as something out of a soap opera. I've often said that I don't like soap operas because I've lived one a few too many times! And to get soap opera now, I just have to talk to some of my friends who have some rather, er, interesting events happen in their lives frequently. (Kind of like how "May you live in interesting times" is a curse!)

I wish we lived closer I would love to sit down for a cappucino with you and compare crazy stories. I have a couple of those myself. Fortunately I'm at a point where I can look back, shake my head in amazement; and laugh.

I am on a waiting list for a personality transplant.

I am hoping to eventually become composed, complacent, and possibly quite boring. But until then I have to endure myself.



Meantime, I have a committed s/o who allows me to indulge myself in whatever I want....

Things you think are charming early in a relationship can drive you friggin' nuts later on and even be the death knell for a relationship.

I used to think my first love was quite macho and strong because he never wore a coat even in a blizzard. (I was 22 what do you want) Fast forward 2 years, he's got the sniffles and wants to snuggle. I in turn am stricken with what can only be described as Mongolian Death Flu which knocks me on my ass for a week. I blame this on the fact he was 6'4" & about 260lbs. At the time I was 5'8" and 125lbs. So what was sniffles for him, on my little body was a catastrophic illness.

The following may not be crazy to you but trust me over time these became deal breakers.

• He refrigerated olive oil!
• He refused to dry off in the bathroom after a shower and instead preferred to walk all over the apartment leaving size 13EE puddles on the carpet.
• He flossed his teeth in the livingroom and would leave dirty floss on the sofa and floor for me too clean up.
• He leaves those clodhoppers he calls shoes in the middle of the floor for me to trip over and break a toenail.
• He buys me the same box of candy on Valentines day that he gets for his mother and his grandmother.

I wouldn't talk about the 1994-95 incident though anyway since I am still involved with the guy to some degree. The 1989 incident is fair game though! And these did not involve just the guy and me, there were other people involved as well (but not in the way you think!)

I got a lady friend who dicorces at age 53 and has yet to find a decent guy some three years later.

I told her that most men who are decent, good looking and sane got married long ago. What's out there are the leftovers from relationships past.

And she got involved with someone her own age who never married. It took her a while to pull back and think, that's why he's never married: "he's shallow and in love with someone who doesn't exist". And during intiment moments he'd talk about the one woman he loved...

Ouch...

Hey,I refrigerate olive oil! I found out the hard way,that it goes bad,if you don't.

The rest,though,I don't blame you. Especially the dirty dental floss one.
Yuck.

Some girls are just crazy. They say and do things that other girls won't. Which I don't want to get into lest I give my secret identity away.

It involves however the crazy notion that one could overdose and die off cough medicine. And many many other crazy, crazy things.

I'm not crazy, I'm laid back. And I'll drink as much cough medicine as I want!

I think you can usually tell by the vacant look in their eyes and strange body language...

Olive oil doesn't go bad if you refrigerate it unless you've somehow managed to get something icky in it.

You can overdoes off cough medicine if you take enough, it'd be a shitload though.

I believed that if a clipper type lighter blew up it could take off the side of the house - I believed that because a builder told me he'd repaired the side of a house after one blew up.