meganiwish

I scroll down and find in For the Girls  an entry in 'Has anyone had probl...'  They're a poor choice of men, I know, but there are some who might be drawn in by your particular skills.

Thank you.  I found out what the bell was about.  I'm intrigued about what you liked about my post, as you didn't ....  Oh dear, I've just mummed all over it, haven't I?  The point of like is that you don't have to say anything.  I get it now.

Hi Shafted, Is it just me getting the driver error page or is it the same for everyone and I just need to be patient. Sorry, I wasn't certain if my PM got sent

Thank you for your :-). I'm in need of a :-) today.

I'll have to be more discreet next time I'm contemplating an art heist.

Oh no, no sensory overload. It's just my normality, I can't imagine it any other way. A while ago I visited the UK Synaesthesia Association (I kid you not) web site. Part of their home page is written in sort of dark aqua marine text and I was surprised how difficult I found it to read. I never realised how much I use the colours when I read. But the coloured text interfered with the colours of the words. I was once planning to write a novel using the colours to paint pictures. Typical of me, I couldn't decide to start with a poem. Well, that's because I'm a rubbish poet. But I soon realised that I didn't have the skill and no-one would get it anyway. I'm going to have to go on a search now, because I can't remember what I wrote about the Mona Lisa, unless you're enough of a gentleman to remind me. You're so kind, I should give you something. Here it is; in my head your username is a sort of metallic silver/blue. Hope you like it. Megan

Oh yes, I see that you have. Sorry!

That would be lovely. Actually, I suspect it would be very tiring. But no, it's the words that have colours, so the rattle and hum of conversation doesn't do it (though 'rattle' and 'hum' are white and brown respectively). I have heard of people who see colours when they hear other sounds, sometimes even music. A couple of others on HH place have similar. Have you read the Girl in the Raspberry Shoes thread? It was years till I knew it wasn't the same for everyone.

Oh, you put that so well. I'm going to steal it from you. You know, when I read, my head is just full of colours. I love reading. But it works with speech too. I love being talked to. It's less good when I speak, so I listen a lot.

Thank you for the compliment/complement. Have you/ewe/yew heard/herd the one/won about the wine/whine seller/cellar who/Hooe (it's a village near me) would/wood sell/cell your/yore/you're/yaw son/sun a draught/draft of ale/ail for/four eight/ate pearls/purls? I deal in words, and all the different spellings are different colours in my head, so I can find them easily.

Oh dear, how did I miss heel/heal? What about mule/mewl?

Hi there. You've really drawn the short straw tonight. I would have looked for someone else, but you're the one online. I'm right out of sorts. A young lad got stabbed to death just around the corner from me tonight. The police wouldn't let me walk up the street. Turns out he was one of my ex-pupils, just 17 :''( And the one they've arrested is another ex-pupil. Silly, silly boys. Don't they ever think? Two broken hearted mothers. I must go and see them. Sorry, just had to tell someone :''(

The more warped the better. Love the videos. The first one, that's what I want to be.

I think I'd rather be a cat, but they can't stand to get their toes wet, so maybe not. I know, a cat in a paddling pool. That could go in one of those pictures.

Oh, I'm too fond of being mischievous to stop. Sometimes it's more fun when most people miss it. Where a clown likes to get a laugh, I've always preferred the complicit look across a room full of people. But I can't resist the obvious either. You're a centre forward too, aren't you? Send them over and I'll head them in. And there's still a bit of the seven year old girl in me that loved those 'What's wrong with this picture' things where there'd be stuff like a businessman wearing flippers and goggles in the street or a dog wearing wellies for you to spot.

A wonderful chappy called Tacchi Wrote a verse that I doubt I could match. He He was overly kind, But you see, I don't mind, Cos his poem was really quite catchy. Oh, you! Me write beautiful language indeed. Behave! Oh I know what I'm good for, and I'm ok with that. But I read well enough to see what other people can do and (here's the life is cruel part) to see HOW they do it. Just can't do that myself and like most people I suspect, I'm envious of what I can't do. But you're quite right, it's too easy to be dismissive of our own skills, and I thank you for that reminder. Megan x

I've always assumed they do, but maybe they're just baffled and think I'm weird. Perhaps I am. I trade mostly in words and have always longed to write beautiful language that paints vivid pictures and plays emotions like a harp. Imagine the dismay I felt on finding out that the best I can do is make puns and point out the incongruous. Victoria Wood instead of Sylvia Plath. There's a sorry epitaph.

Thank you for your kind message. I make it a point not to judge anyone. As for the friend request, again, thank you. I only make friends with people I've talked to. I haven't had that pleasure yet with you, so for now I'll have to decline, though in the future, who knows. Good luck, and I''l look out for your posts.

I'm intrigued as to what the job is. I'd assumed it was something to do with medicine. Have you already started it? Does that mean you're finished with college? The trick, I find, with shabby managers is to be all the more determined to do the job right. And really learn the meaning of the phrase 'water off a duck's back'. Comes a point you can take everyone as you find them. I puzzled for ages about your emoticon . It stood for 'less than a teacher, greater than a dinner lady'. Megan x

The drummer drools out of both sides of his mouth! How do you know when the drummer's at the door?

Oh dear, I have patronised you, and I didn't mean to. No, I just meant there's stuff I know the boys like, and so do I, but I'm aware I don't quite get it. As a for instance, Thin Lizzy are fun, but Running Back, say, well I mean, 'I never thought you'd go until you did, belive me.' And he expects to be forgiven. But fair do, did anyone know the mind of the 14 year old boy better than Phil Lynnott? So what do you play that makes you cry? PM me if you like on that. Are you a guitarist or what? Oh, so much I'd like to ask you. My daughter,who plays sax, tells me musicians despise singers. No discipline. (Oh dear, maybe you're a singer.) How do musicians tell if the stage is level?

No, Wagner only had an 8 and a 3, a losing hand, whatever my son says. (It's his 'lucky' hand, and from experience I know it means he's going to be asking me for money I don't have)

I'd never doubt you, especially with a name like that!

Oh dear, that last post reads like I think Debussy did The Ace of Spades. When we all know it was Lemmy did Clair de Lune.

Do you listen beyond the rock and folk etc that all our age like. And very good it is too. My daddy was really into Wagner and Schubert. I'm too delicate a flower for Wagner, but I do like Debussy. Now isn't that weird, I think Wagner's too manly, but I like the Ace of Spades.