Dear Affair Link (Again)
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Posted:Nov 5, 2012 4:58 am
Last Updated:Nov 9, 2012 4:47 am
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Dear Affair Link, I'm just letting you know that I will NOT be renewing my Gold Membership. It appears that something is wrong in regards to Standard Members not being able to post comments or receive comments from other Standard Members.
The blogs are really the only reason why I'm still on this site. It's surely NOT because of the fake profiles you guys create to lure people into thinking they could actually meet real people. I have many friends that I like to read and comment on. Since it appears that you are doing this because they are non-paying members, you are now losing paying members.
I've been a member since '05. I'm sure that a Gold Member status during that time has provided much more money than you deserve to fix the most basic problems your site experiences. This is now the last straw. I will be taking my money elsewhere.
The funny thing about me writing to you at this point is that my renewal-ship is up in 5 days. I've already canceled my auto-renew.
Let the Standard Members participate in the blogs again and I will stay. If you don't, I'm gone. It's that simple.
~AAS
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Circle Of Life
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Posted:Nov 3, 2012 7:48 pm
Last Updated:Nov 6, 2012 4:47 am
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As all things, life, one day, must come to an end... Depressing.
~AAS
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Don't Do It
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Posted:Nov 2, 2012 6:26 am
Last Updated:Nov 8, 2012 4:51 am
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Never, ever, fuck your neighbor. I really wish I could find the recent post that I read about a lady who was fucking the couple that lived behind her, but alas, I can't.
About a year before I moved into my house, and a year after my fiance and I split, there was a brief moment in between that satisfied my sexual needs. Her name was Lindsey.
When I was with the ex, K, she and I lived on the ground floor and at the end of a building facing a nice courtyard. When I moved out of said unit, it was right across the courtyard on the ground floor. It made things easy for the moving process.
Now that I'd had a new viewing angle, I'd often see this girl walk her on a pretty regular schedule. Finally, one morning, I walked my big at the time I knew she's be walking hers. Small conversations eventually led to bigger ones. I finally found out that Lindsey and her man split. He evidently was still a and wanted to go "find himself"... They'd been together for 5 years. It eventually became an every night thing for us to hang out. Of course one thing led to another and another and another... Then it happened. I got her naked. When I mounted her in missionary, I could feel her shaking... I hadn't put it in yet. I could tell she was nervous. I continued foreplay thinking I could calm her down. Nothing I did worked. I eventually got up, gave her a kiss on her cheek and got dressed. She was confused. It was simple. She wasn't over him yet and I didn't want to push her into anything she wasn't ready for. Things finally did happen and many times. She was a lot of fun in bed. She was, by far, the most odd girl I've ever been with. She would often smile and laugh when "doing it". She was just an upbeat girl and she liked the fun in bed.
After a few months, she quit calling or texting me back. When she walked her dog, she wouldn't even look over to my unit anymore. After a week of this happening, I eventually went over to ask why. "He" apparently moved back to the area and they wanted to see where things would go. From that moment on, things SUCKED. It was hard not going out to the patio to see if they were together. Eventually, I grew to hate her. I really don't think I was ready to move on, however. I guess it was the fact that I couldn't have her anymore that pissed me off. Or, was it that she didn't have the decency to approach it in a more mature manner? She was four years younger than I. Things were bitter!! According to the Book of Faces, they are now married. Good for them.
About three years ago, I happened to get on the Space of which was Mine. I was only there to kill my account, but wanted to see if there was really anyone on there I needed to jot contact info down for. As I was constructing my list, I get an email. I figured it was the usual fake profile BS, but it was actually from a girl that lived in my area code. After glancing her photos, I accepted her friend invite. Account deletion could wait. Haha. After a week, she emails me and says that it looks like we could live in the same neighborhood based on pics of my house. We eventually decided to meet for dinner at a steak house not far from home. *Sigh* Of course she was a good 50 pounds heavier than her pics. She didn't even give me a head's up. Rude!!
The summary of Lana was that she was a single mother of a pre- that couldn't maintain a job. She was wayyyyy into me (you can just tell) and would often come over to clean my house. I would pay her as she needed the money for food, her , and her house. It was a win-win.
I was working from home one day. At that time, that basically meant I could drink all day while working (no boss around to know). It was a Friday anyway and was about an hour out of the end of the day. I had been smoking out some ribs. She just stopped by randomly. She, over the course of several months became judgmental on my drinking. I always told her that I wasn't here to hide who I was and that she could leave if she didn't like it. She'd just shrug and carry on being strange. I think she really stuck around to get free food. I'd always offer since she didn't have much. Of course she wanted to stay. After dinner, she started to rub my back while watching TV. I said if she were going to do it, we might as well be naked... Ya... If I could just go back and NOT say that, I'd be a much happier person. It happened. It wasn't good and there was no emotion from me whatsoever.
The next few months were very hard to deal with. She'd stop by to chat and I'd blow her off. She'd offer to clean my house and I'd basically tell her no. I did, however, give her very small amounts of money here and there because I felt bad for her . She'd do small things for it like just going to the store to get me beer b/c I couldn't really leave the house. My anxiety was too high. I got a call one morning from my mother. She was in the hospital and doctors were not very hopeful of her "making it". My anxiety hit like never before. I needed beer and beer now. I only had 4 left. I called her to ask if she'd go to the store for me. There was $20 in it for her. She came to get the money while I was on the phone with my boss explaining I needed to drive to Florida to see her. I was then on the phone with my father when she came back to drop the beer off. She left. After packing my Jeep with my stuff, I started to pack my cooler with the beer she'd got for me when I just then noticed she bought me alcohol free beer! I called her and asked her why... She stated that she's tired of seeing her friends destroy their lives w/ drugs and alcohol. I told her to give me my money back and she refused. I can't recall exactly what I said to her, but it was NOT nice!! I needed that beer in a cooler to get to Florida. I was NOT going to drink it while driving. It was simply there in case I needed to pull over from having a panic attack. It's simply the fastest way to kill a panic attack for me.
Needless to say, there is zero communication now. She eventually lost her house to which I text her, "Good to see a thief lose everything she had." Mean? Yes. I still feel like she stole from me. Being the moocher she is, I think she's actually living across the street at a neighbor's house. I don't care.
In summary, don't fuck the neighbor. When shit goes badly, it makes for a VERY uncomfortable situation. Learn from my fail.
~AAS
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I Got Out
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Posted:Nov 1, 2012 6:51 am
Last Updated:Nov 6, 2012 5:16 am
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Okay, so as some of you know, I'm kinda just sitting on my ass waiting to lose my job. I also just got out of some criminal charges pertaining to my stupidity in decision making when out drinking. Sooo, in general, I've just been sitting in this damn house all day, every day.
After the weekend was over, I looked down at the fact that I didn't do anything. I didn't go to the party I was invited to and I didn't go watch football like I usually do. I'm not feeling depressed about it, per se, but I don't really feel like I'm "living life".
Sandy didn't really affect us here too much other than a COLD front moving in and some wind. My neighbor had the day off sooooo he called and said let's get out. It was finally a sunny day.
Sometimes, it's just fun to be a again... This is what we did!!
This is his 4 year old's kite... This very well could be my new hobby as I just ordered a stunt kite. I'm very excited to have a healthy hobby again.
~AAS
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Feisty
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Posted:Oct 30, 2012 5:45 am
Last Updated:Nov 6, 2012 5:16 am
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I awoke in a great mood. Watch out today cause I'm a little feisty.
I'm really not sure I'm in a great mood. I went to bed about three hours later than normal and was up at the ass crack 'o dawn because my big decided he wanted more water. I swear that drinks water like I drink beer. I didn't even sleep all that well. My "puppy" has now decided she's only going to sleep in the exact middle of my queen-sized bed (supposed to read not enough space for that) and I'm having to go wayyyyyyy out of my way to be able to toss and turn the way that I like to do. Do you toss and turn?? I mainly do it to get to the cold pillows. Cold face, warm body? Yum.
I haven't back from any company about my interviews so I'm pretty much assuming the typical "Thanks, but no thanks." response.
The weather here sucks! It's overcast and damn right cold. I said it, it's cold. I don't wanna hear it from the rest of the country, but when the South gets down to the 30's at night, it's damn cold... especially this early in the season.
I haven't "gone out" in forever, it seems. I was invited to go to a Halloween party and opted out. I didn't go out to watch ball on Sunday and the only other reason for leaving my house was to do typical grocery shopping. I'm not down on myself for it though. The thinking at the time of the party on Saturday was that it's a "holiday weekend" and there is always the chance of road blocks. The party was so far away (40+ mins) that taking a cab would've cost close to $150 round trip. I'm not really best friends with the host either. Although going to a party could've been fun, my grown up voice told me to leave it alone. I think I've gotten tired of being arrested. Sunday... No excuse really other than a crappy, cold day. I really just wasn't in the mood to go out and pound beer.
I'm thinking that I'm happy because I'm getting tired of sitting in the house all day and am ready to go do something. It won't be much. I'm thinking of going and buying a new book or something. It's not much, but I have to get the hell out of here today.
In an unrelated topic, I just had a girl wink at me yesterday. No, it's not a huge deal, but ponder this. A couple of months ago , I emailed her. It was a genuine email. She came, glanced at my profile, and left. No return "Fuck off" email, or wink or anything. Now that I'm not looking, she winks at me. She's a decent fit for me. Here are my thoughts on that... Too fucking bad. I was kind to her a few times already with zero response. She's been on this site for a couple of years or more now so I know she's gotten my emails. So this morning, I went, viewed her pics and left... I'm such a . Haha
~AAS
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It's Official
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Posted:Oct 29, 2012 2:07 am
Last Updated:Oct 30, 2012 5:14 am
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I'm still jacked in the head. Haha
I get on these damn kicks to where I always think I've got cancer or I'm on the verge of it. This could be a result of having had anxiety, but I think I even did that before I was diagnosed with it. I had these thoughts when I was on the meds too, so it just goes to show that I didn't need the stupid meds anyway.
Ok, I'm a smoker. Get over it. I've smoked a long time. I've been up for two hours now because I woke myself up from coughing. My dogs did a great job in getting me up as well, so it wasn't just from that.
As I sit here, I recall that I coughed a lot more and my lungs were on fire back in my twenties. My ex and I smoked in the apartment. My lungs definitely feel better now from at that point. I also recall them feeling that bad right after I got out of basic training.
Early in the spring, I recall a conversation with my mother. She was sneezing and coughing in the phone and I asked if she had a cold. She summed it up as being allergies. She also said she never had an issue with allergies until her mid thirties.
So I'm just past the mid thirties as it stands right now. Sure enough, I noticed in the spring and fall that I get these damn sneezes and coughs. In the spring, I even got itchy eyes for the first time!! WTF??
I'm going to blame this paranoia on the show House. Even though it was HORRIBLE for my anxiety, I was addicted to it. I think House reminded me of myself because he was a genius!! Just kidding. He reminds me of me because of his sarcasm.
Anyway, it's just funny how one simple issue explodes in my mind. I'll be over it half way through the day when I'm going about my usual business. I'll continue to run (just started again) and hope that eventually the lungs will start to clear out again. That's what always happens, I might add.
~AAS
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Again!!
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Posted:Oct 27, 2012 3:38 pm
Last Updated:Nov 5, 2012 5:05 am
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Dear A.F.F, your site sucks! It should NOT take over 24 hours to approve my photo. I'm getting damn tired of your shit. Correct it fucking immediately!
When I say correct it, I mean get off of your fucking ass and actually do something about it! By doing something about it, that means call habeeb or whomever the fuck it is you are off-shoaring to and get it the fuck done.
I'm tired of spending this amount of money to have this site BLOW this badly!! On top of that, I would suggest you also reply to my suggestions when I take the fucking time to email you.
You are about to lose more money because you fucking suck!
Just sayin
~AAS
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Not Holding My Breath... But
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Posted:Oct 27, 2012 11:44 am
Last Updated:Oct 27, 2012 11:49 pm
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I think I've stated this before, but I get about 6 - 7 calls a week for phone interviews. I seem to really fit what this company needs (from my own observations). There are some that I fit 50 - 65% of what they are looking for, but this one is right up at 95%. Just got confirmation for a 2PM call Monday (so nobody call me during this time, please).
Here is what this company offers as benefits:
• Atlanta Technology Square location in the Midtown district of Atlanta
• Free Parking (Of course the Tech Trolley drops off right out front too!)
• No Vacation Tracking
• Health and Dental and Vision
• Short-term and long-term disability
• Casual dress all-day, everyday
• 401K
• All you can eat snacks and drinks
• Breakfast - pretty darn often! (Especially if you consider, http://Affair Link.com as a breakfast food)
• Lunch - less often than breakfast but still often! (Favorite spots? http://Affair Link.com, http://Affair Link.com and http://Affair Link.com)
• Telecommute days (With Atlanta's traffic, everyone should offer this!)
• Randomly cool events: whitewater rafting, Segway tours of Atlanta, indoor karting and local Atlanta sporting events
It would really kick ass working for this company!! No vacation tracking?????? Telecommute???? Fuck Yes!! Sign me up please.
~AAS
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10 Things About Me (A Game)
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Posted:Oct 27, 2012 4:36 am
Last Updated:Oct 30, 2012 3:03 am
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The rules of this game are simple.
You tell us 10 weird or random things: facts, habits or goals about yourself...Once you have been tagged you have to write a post containing the above. At the end choose 10 people to be tagged listing their names.
Don't forget to leave them a comment (YOU'RE IT) and to read their blog.
P.S YOU CAN'T TAG THE PERSON WHO TAGGED YOU ...
1. I didn't first get laid until I was 19.
2. I've been to more countries than I have states.
3. I was engaged to a stripper. (Yes, I was lame)
4. I've been arrested 4 times and have nothing on my record.
5. I have hair starting to grow on my ears.
6. I haven't had sex in two years. (Hookers are expensive)
7. I have a small pee pee. (6")
8. I fucked a coworker in my Blazer in the parking deck.
9. I can't stand anything sweet. (food wise)
10. I like going to church.
I'm tagging: Mark010909, shyram93, _King_Cobb_, ArielLight1178, ICDeadPeople2, misskissin, Mercenaria1, cocokitty66, PinUpGirl916, luv2hump2010...
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Last Man Standing
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Posted:Oct 23, 2012 6:15 am
Last Updated:Oct 25, 2012 3:40 am
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I met Lex in early 2004. My ex and I had just broke up due to her drug abuse and my impatience to deal with it any longer. Lex was just what I needed at the time.
When my fiance left, she did so leaving me the two bedroom apartment and all bills. I found, however, that I just didn't want to go back. After work, when most are extremely happy to leave and go home, I had a feeling of not knowing what to do. My fear was mixed. I didn't want to get home and her suddenly be there, but even if she weren't, I didn't want to go and still see her shit there. As it stood, she wouldn't come to collect her shit till the day before I was scheduled to move out and into another unit. I didn't know how to preoccupy my time. I ended up doing what every other "smart" person does. I went to the bar.
This bar is no ordinary bar. You know how they have bars for yuppies, bars for people in their 20's, bars for older middle aged folks, bars for bikers, bars for Corporate America types just getting off work? This bar was all of that. You see, this bar offers up pool tournaments, dart tournaments, backgammon tournaments, very loud music and bartenders not afraid to give out free shots now and again. It was THE perfect place to people watch.
It didn't take long. Every time I came in, Lex was there with her big smile and funny demeanor. Let me preface that she is NOT my type, but her personality just pulls you in. She really is that sunshine that you need to see everyday. I'm guessing w/in a couple of weeks, she knew me by name and always made me feel very welcome. Within about a month, she invited me to some shindigs she would throw on the weekends. I really needed this. At these shindigs were other bar regulars and it was a great bunch of people to get to know when I really had no other friends to hang with. Long term relationships kind of does that, I'm afraid. You tend to just focus on it rather than keeping your regular friends, but alas I digress.
Within about a year, there really wasn't a day that I didn't see Lex. If she worked, I went to see her. If she had a party, I went to it. We really did turn into best friends.
I've never met a person more driven to accomplish things in life. Although she was just a bartender, Lex had come from a massive dance background. Her specialty was ballet and had even been traveling with cruise lines as her full time dance job. There were two things that she really, really wanted. She wanted to one day buy a house and then to move on to opening her own dance studio. Two years after meeting her, she got into this "Let's go look at houses." type of thing. No, it was not to move in together, it was to move into the same neighborhood together. There was, of course, a list of requirements that needed to be met. We needed a pool, a pool and a pool. We liked to lay out (I was skinny then) and drink.
After a couple of months, she found her house. There weren't any in the hood that were new, so I built mine on a lot 5 houses down from her. I haven't really seen her since. I'm exaggerating, but isn't that the way it really goes?
Now that she'd got her house, it was time for her to focus on boys... I say boys, because she seems to date guys younger than her. It always started off great. They date for a month, the boy moves in, she becomes too strong personality-wise for the boy, he would move out and then I'd get a phone call again. I never liked the boys she dated. Whenever asked to join for Sunday dinner (lots of grilling), I would always feel a tension between the boy and I. It could be that she still has a picture of us up in her kitchen, or it could be that they were scared to really say anything in front of me that could be reported back to her. In either case, it's just silly. I've never asked the boys anything to incriminate themselves as Lex does an amazing job of weeding them out on her own. Secondly, I've always told her of whom I just don't like and why. We have a really open line of communication.
As of a year and a half ago, Lex left the bar and went out on a ledge. She'd found a venture capitalist that would back her in starting a studio. Within a year, "her" girls placed at regionals. It seems like she's really going to eventually succeed at her dream. I've left out the fact that during this time, she'd found a new boy toy. I say this, again, because he's younger. This time, however, I just might finally agree with her decision. This guy is in the Air Force Reserves. He's a full-time reservist, however, and not just a weekend warrior like I was. I agree with him, because he is the first guy that can keep her in check. She's very head-strong and he just doesn't put up with her attitude which can get rough. As of 6 months ago, they are engaged. I'm thrilled... for her. This guy and I just don't really sync either. It's not for a lack of trying on my part either. He's either really quite or he just doesn't really like me, which is fine as well.
The wedding will be July of next year. I, for whatever reason, am expected to go... as well as my parents. They are on a mid-level budget. I offered to tap out (throwing up the anxiety excuse that used to plague me) to no avail.
I guess this leaves me as the last man standing. After getting married, I know that I won't ever really see her. I haven't really seen her at all until about 1.5 months ago when her boy toy was going through a rough time. He was stationed over-seas when she got the call from his sister that his father had just committed suicide. At 11PM, she was pounding on my front door and blowing up my phone. I was about to take her head off until I saw the tears... It lasted about three hours on my driveway. Me trying to be there for her with her on the phone with the Red Cross and his sister. They flew him out immediately. Now, life seems to be back to normal. She can't answer the phone or text back when I'm just saying hello. You can't beat normal!!
Again, I'm the last man standing. My best male friend was married a couple - or more - years ago. We see each other only during football season on Sundays. Lex will soon be married and living her dream... and here I sit.
For whatever reason, I'm okay with this. As bitter as I may sound, I'm really not. Life just has a funny way of changing shit up on you. The question that really stands is... who is going to be my next Lex??
~AAS
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Going To Kill Her
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Posted:Oct 22, 2012 6:48 am
Last Updated:Oct 31, 2012 4:09 am
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Ugh... Seems my "puppy" doesn't like when I leave the house.
In February, I had an "Invisible Fence" installed. It's simply a wire that runs the perimeter of your property and when the dog(s) hit that boundary, they are shocked on a collar that they wear. You might think it mean, but in these parts, people are NOT cool with dogs running off leash. I have mixed feelings about it. I grew up with a that would wander the neighborhood. Literally everybody in the hood new him.
Being that I'm now in a starter home, the houses are extremely close together and too many people bitch about animals exploring w/out their owners being around. I get it if you have violent dogs, but it's a little overboard. I have the same damn feelings about their , but I'm not allowed to complain about that! Everybody loves your bratty , thank you very much.
With this system was a bonus item I could buy that sets a do not enter barrier inside. My puppy was chewing my sofa pillows!! Not cool, bitch. In no time at all, she was made aware of not being allowed on the couch anymore. I noticed about a month ago, that the device needed recharging and I didn't really bother because she doesn't go near it anymore.
Yesterday, right before football Americano started, I went to get some snacks for my bestie and I to nom on. I got home, was greeted nicely by both dogs and watched ball w/ my pal. I watched from 1PM all the way through 11ish. I didn't take my daily required nap. Upon walking upstairs, I noticed stuffing along the steps. I get up to my loft and sure enough, the CUNT chewed the fuck out of my recliner's leg rest. There is now a massive hole and I'm just going to have to throw the fucking thing away. I mean I guess I could hire somebody to fix it, but it's really not the point. I got that chair from my parents and was thinking of giving it away and just getting a futon to put up there. The loft is really my office/library room. A futon is cool if you just want to grab a book and lounge out.
I guess the lesson that I got out of this is that from now on, the bitch is going into her cage. It's a shitty life for her, but she started it, not me. I could relocated the device to the steps leading up there, but then she'd have access to my living room couches again.
This is a shitty post, but I had to rant. I'll be writing a better one after I get this cup of coffee down my throat.
Bitch
~AAS
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Been A While
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Posted:Oct 21, 2012 4:43 pm
Last Updated:Oct 22, 2012 5:37 am
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Boy it's been a while since I've seen this! Haha.
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Silliness
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Posted:Oct 20, 2012 4:56 am
Last Updated:Oct 22, 2012 6:55 am
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I just love CL. I read it really for entertainment than for anything else.
Title: seeking a man to surprise/train wife - mw4m - 41 (Downtown)
Message: My wife is very traditional and reserved. She has only been with me. She has no idea I am doing this. She does not even know the picture was taken. I strongly feel she would enjoy another man, but it has to be done so slowly and carefully, and most of all respectfully. We are happy and content, so this will never interfere with that. I'd like to know if you are interested and how you would do this.
First of all, when did swinging become such a damn chore?? So let me get this straight. You want me to walk you through how to talk to your wife about getting some cock on the side?? This will most likely entail 10 emails back and forth with stupid ass questions from you. Get a damn book!!
I really just don't understand people anymore.
~AAS
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