I do a lot of classic rock, mostly... Heart, Fleetwood Mac, Eagles, etc.  I also like Paul McCartney, Linda Ronstadt, and some Motown too.  I even sing Barbra Streisand and some older songs (Gershwin... "Someone To Watch Over Me", "At Last" by Etta James).  I love many different genres of music.

I sang "Magic Man" by Heart for the contest last week.  Not sure what I will do this week.  The bad part about where I live is that it's heavily biased towards country music (Oklahoma City).  I'm not that crazy about country, but oddly enough I've been told that my voice is very well suited for it.  No clue why.

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I don't understand what is so difficult about the concept of reading an ad. I explictly state in my ad that I'm looking for someone 30 - 45 in the Oklahoma City area.  At least 80 - 90% of the responses I've gotten so far are from men who don't even live anywhere in Oklahoma.  Most of them are also over 45 or under 30. In my ad, I make it very clear that I won't respond to anyone who isn't between 30 and 45 and/or doesn't live in Oklahoma City.  Still, they write anyway.  WHY??

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Cause that's how men are! LOL! Are any of them atleast goodlooking?

Like I just wrote on the undies thread, I think part of the reason guys in "real life" don't usually do it for me is because I get spoiled on the "Nic Pics".  LMAO.  Very, very few men that I meet on an everyday basis turn me on.  I know I'm not a latent lesbian or even bi... I'm strictly dickly, but about 99% of 'em out there aren't making the doo-dah hum (thanks for the phrase, Sinclaire!  I'm lovin' it!).

I don't know what it is... for me, almost all men are just background noise.  They're large pieces of moving, farting furniture that take up airspace and stare at my tits when I wear a tight sweater.  I honestly can't remember the last time I saw a guy in real life that I was really attracted to... is that odd?  Are any of you ladies like this? 

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Like I just wrote on the undies thread, I think part of the reason guys in "real life" don't usually do it for me is because I get spoiled on the "Nic Pics".  LMAO.  Very, very few men that I meet on an everyday basis turn me on.  I know I'm not a latent lesbian or even bi... I'm strictly dickly, but about 99% of 'em out there aren't making the doo-dah hum (thanks for the phrase, Sinclaire!  I'm lovin' it!). I don't know what it is... for me, almost all men are just background noise.  They're large pieces of moving, farting furniture that take up airspace and stare at my tits when I wear a tight sweater.  I honestly can't remember the last time I saw a guy in real life that I was really attracted to... is that odd?  Are any of you ladies like this? -- Edited by Damaris at 18:26, 2005-12-10

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Oh I can totally understand that too. Nic has definetly ruined it for me too! LOL!

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How can we be expected to be attracted to all the knuckle-draggers in the bars, at work, or wherever when we have proof that there is a first-chair hottie out there who has 'em beat?  LOL.

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Yeah, I'm just aching to wallow all over some beer-bellied hillbilly in camoflage pants and a John Deere cap, swilling Pabst Blue Ribbon and cranking out Skynyrd at the local watering hole.  Or some creepy, jaundice-skinned mama's lad who weeps openly over Hallmark commercials and doesn't understand why everyone thinks he's too sensitive.

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Oh yeah! Sounds like a ****ing hoot!

"C'mere baby, let me polish your huntin riffle"

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OK, I'm so happy right now... I placed third out of 17 in the karaoke contest tonight! There were 17 women and 15 men, and I got third in the women's division. First and second place were both girls I knew and were sitting with... one got 1st mostly because she was wearing a really elaborate costume that went along with the song she was doing (Broadway tune - I think it was from "Chicago"). 2nd place went to another friend. She is the girl in the OKC Choir that wants me to join... she did a country song and danced around a lot while she sang. The judges told us afterwards that our scores were VERY close to each other, so it really came down to little things like appearance (the costume) and stuff like that. I sang Barbra Streisand, "Woman In Love"... the karaoke machine started skipping and went dead halfway through my song!! So I just kept on singing acappella and thankfully I knew the words. When I was finished, everyone was cheering, LOL. A lot of people said they felt bad for me but that's OK because I still won $100... I guess I'll put it in savings. I'm happy that my friend won first place instead of me ($500) because she's out of a job right now and needs the money.  So I'm pretty happy with how things turned out.  

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Congradulations D! And congradulations to your friends as well!

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So I finally got to meet my brother's girlfriend today.  We went out for Italian, and oh what a joy THAT trip was... There is really nothing more uncomfortable than being forced to sit in the backseat with your brother and his girlfriend, who are very into PDA and vocalizing their lurve (it is not even "love" at this point, it's some sickening syrupy confection that bears more resemblance to obsessive compulsive disorder) for each other through little murmurings like "I always thought that love was too good to be true, but now I know it isn't.".  OMFG, I actually heard him whisper that to her... and so I can't just turn my head away from them and stare out the window (trying to slip into my "happy place", wherever the hell THAT is), because between the smacking, cooing, Harlequin Romance readings and my parents in the front seat chattering incessantly about the "bad parts of town" and what to do if you see a car pulled over on the side of the road flashing its headlights at you (it's a drug dealer, dont'cha know?), reality is inescapable.  Why doesn't someone just hit me over the head with a shovel and tell me I'll never hook up with anyone EVER, so I can just move on and become one of those chicks in Birkenstocks and oversized sweaters who gives up any semblance of a social life and becomes a corporate drone?  At least then I could at least have some money in the bank instead of honey in my pants.

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Don't you just hate that! My baby brother's the same way. He's like a god damn Pepe Le' Pu! My relationship with my ex was horrible & everyone knew including them. It was like a slap in the face of aggrivation & loneliness! Gag me with a ****ing 90 year old cock!

And you know what my parents said?

"Oh, you're just jealous because you don't have anyone to do that with...".

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THANK YOU!!  Do they REALLY need to rub it your face that they're madly in love??  I mean, I'm happy for him and everything... I really, honestly am... but can't they just cool it until they're alone?  GODDAMN!!  They were out and about all day... we were supposed to leave the house at 3:00 and my mom finally had to call him and ask where the **** he was because 3:00 came and went and they still weren't home.  They were SUPPOSED to be getting her refitted for the ring he bought her for Christmas (among other things... also bought her a bracelet, a big Bath and Body Works gift set, etc.), but "they never got around to that".  Hmmm.... so what DID you do when you were gone all day (he lives at home with my parents at the moment)? "Uhh... nothing.... just.... hung out."   Nooooo.... we KNOW what you were doing.... I hope they at least found a room and didn't squirrel away to some corner of a park somewhere east of town.  Jeez.

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Make that 100 year old cock!  

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mmmmmm.... geezer peen......

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