tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173095403332011261.post2209950374777985560..comments2023-11-27T03:58:12.141-05:00Comments on The Beacon: Meme time: Seven facts about meHaley Hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12374809490325504149noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173095403332011261.post-67280806224121813332008-08-27T12:42:00.000-04:002008-08-27T12:42:00.000-04:00@Periapex -- Yeah, but I don't see a lot of metal ...@Periapex -- Yeah, but I don't see a lot of metal lunchboxes anymore. I'm thinking you'd probably get hit with one of those soft-insulated ones. Might be worth the risk. :)<BR/><BR/>@Laura -- Hopefully, for every person with a fetish out there, there's someone else with a complementary fetish. It does seem like he talked to a wise therapist.<BR/><BR/>@fragileheart -- Once I'd thrown the favorite color question out there, I couldn't get it out of my head. Had to answer it. But I was still wishy-washy. And you know what I love about the internet? Invisible borders. I say "favorite color", you respond with "favourite colour", and I get to respond with "favorite color" again. :)<BR/><BR/>@monique -- I was so proud of myself for not freaking out at first, then disappointed when I did in the end.<BR/><BR/>@Don -- I think of all the fetishes to have, boobs is the easiest one to find a fix for. More mainstream. Yet, if someone asked if they could stare and "admire" my boobs for a little while, I think I'd be more creeped out then by someone asking to "admire" my feet. Don't know why. And about the bar. Yes, it was in San Francisco. Try searching Jezebel's Joint. You won't find that in DuPage! I guess it's a gay bar now.<BR/><BR/>@Leah -- Finally, someone commented on "dancing naked guy"! I think I'd be a lot more creeped out by some guy stripping on a public street like you saw. That must be a difficult compulsion to live with. Oh, and about the feet. They've been called cute. :)Haley Hhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12374809490325504149noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173095403332011261.post-87103861414745825562008-08-26T14:01:00.000-04:002008-08-26T14:01:00.000-04:00I once had a man strip for me outside of a bar on ...I once had a man strip for me outside of a bar on a public street! Then, after he put his clothes back on, he promptly took them off again. Similar situation as you, he was not exactly the man you want to see naked on a street at 2.30am on a Thursday night. <BR/>And, no foot fetishist would ever want to see my bony dinosaur feet! You are lucky, you must have cute feet!<BR/>www.fiveblondes.comAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173095403332011261.post-77852291421270451762008-08-20T18:44:00.000-04:002008-08-20T18:44:00.000-04:00This bar had to be in San Francisco, right? Doesn'...This bar had to be in San Francisco, right? Doesn't sound very DuPage ... lolDon M.F.H.https://www.blogger.com/profile/12571909629438772304noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173095403332011261.post-34278406924443801802008-08-20T18:43:00.000-04:002008-08-20T18:43:00.000-04:00At least he wasn't a boobs fetishist ...At least he wasn't a boobs fetishist ...Don M.F.H.https://www.blogger.com/profile/12571909629438772304noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173095403332011261.post-91725829437615987222008-08-20T01:55:00.000-04:002008-08-20T01:55:00.000-04:00That foot fetish guy would have freaked me out roy...That foot fetish guy would have freaked me out royally!! Ewwwww!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173095403332011261.post-62139299851622874882008-08-19T21:34:00.000-04:002008-08-19T21:34:00.000-04:00Hehe don't worry about it Haley! You've been busy....Hehe don't worry about it Haley! You've been busy. I enjoyed this. I particularly liked how you talked about not being able to chose a favourite colour in one point and then talk about your favourite colours in the very next point! lol and uhm... feet guy huh? I dunno if I could handle it!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173095403332011261.post-54397898864502104262008-08-19T21:09:00.000-04:002008-08-19T21:09:00.000-04:00Well, I have to comment about the foot guy, too. ...Well, I have to comment about the foot guy, too. I used to DATE a foot man - no joke. He was also "harmless" but his, ahem, habits were strange, to say the least. However, to his credit, we had some fun dates and he was smart and had even been to therapy. Wisely, the therapist basically told him that sexuality and fetishes are pretty hard wired and so he had to just get used to it and find an understanding partner. I wasn't THAT understanding, as it turned out.<BR/><BR/>good times...sort-of. At least good for stories.<BR/><BR/>Warmly,<BR/><BR/>~LauraLaurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06850130802615924865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173095403332011261.post-82981389475718964062008-08-19T20:08:00.000-04:002008-08-19T20:08:00.000-04:00I suspect that in my neck of the woods if I asked ...I suspect that in my neck of the woods if I asked someone if I could admire their feet and I stared for 30 seconds, I'd for sure get slammed with a lunch box.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173095403332011261.post-34515794533698541332008-08-19T17:50:00.000-04:002008-08-19T17:50:00.000-04:00@Periapex -- I meant my feet. I assumed he had the...@Periapex -- I meant my feet. I assumed he had the sense not to touch himself in a public shopping mall in broad daylight. I didn't stick around to make sure. LOLHaley Hhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12374809490325504149noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173095403332011261.post-15470321278756088382008-08-19T17:42:00.000-04:002008-08-19T17:42:00.000-04:00He could look but couldn't touch your feet or hims...He could look but couldn't touch your feet or himself?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com