This Fish Needs A Bicycle

It's not suffering. In fact, if you do it right, it's like buy a car, and every man likes that.

You go in, look at diamonds. They give you a jewelers loop, you look thru it, pretend to see the inclusions and imperfections, when most of the time all you see is a blury mass.

Then you pick out the band. Platinum or gold? Platinum is obviously the superior metal, but can't be etched and engraved as easily as gold. Plus gold is traditional. The song isn't titled "Band of Platinum"

Then you buy it. Pay cash. It's important to own the ring when you give it to her. You don't want to give a ring in which you only have 5% equity. Saving for the ring is part of the jesture and part of the "suffering" the man goes thru (i.e. sacrafice).

Once you have it, you're so excited that you just want to propose right away, or you should be. But you can either plan a big to-do for a proposal, or just find the right moment a few months down the road.

Proposing was one of the most exciting things I've ever done.

And by far that was my favorite line of the night. I think we horrified the girl next to us though.

*weak*

That's loupe, not loop.

*sigh* Your little anecdote is not funny. In fact, it's pretty pathetic. And JAPpy. But what should I expect, right?

Oh Sarah, shut the fuck up. I mean it. Either grow a sense of humor or just go away.

For the record, what I meant by "suffer for it" had nothing to do with money, or diamonds, or anything of the sort. It was a self-deprecating comment about someone suffering by being in a relationship with ME and lasting that long.

Sweet baby Jesus, get over yourself.

Cmon, H. Leave the baby jesus out of it. He wasn't the one that left a rude stupid-faced comment.

Probably because they only have dial-down in Heaven.

Well, I'm sure you'll really think I'm a bitch now, but "for the record" it's spelled self-depracating. With an "a".

Actually Sarah-bitch it's:

self -deprecating. A smart ass such as yourself ought to have a dictionary. Or spell check at the least.

oops, you are absolutely right.

I've never understood why people have to make the jab at the misspelled word. It's like their last resort is to try to hurt your feelings when their other attempts clearly failed. Oh unless it was just an honest and friendly correction. Well H, seems like you can't write anymore because you misspelled a word! It’s done, you over with! No more blogging for you. Oh and Sarah by the way its spelled "deprecating" with an "e" (Gee I hope I didn’t misspell anything in my post).

Oh someone corrected ya already. Oh well I'll just post my comment anyways cause its fun to prove you wrong (oh maybe thats the point in it!)

My brother's brother-in-law likes to tell this unfunny joke:

Getting married is a three-ring circus.
First comes the engagement ring.
Then comes the wedding ring.
Then comes the suffering.

Please do not feed the trolls.

Sarah sounds like one of my biggest "fans" but not psychotic.

Thanks, Ari. I'll fix it right away!

Hey, I was just trying to say the proposing was cool experience...not start any ill feelings. and sorry for the loop/loupe thing. Throw a spell checker in this humpty-bumpty (did I spell that right?) But I did misinterpret "suffering" so I truly apologize for that. It's all good, otherwise.

Robotnik sits back and laughs at the ping pong match regarding correct spelling.

Oh Good God! Sheeth them claws ladies. Where's the love?

Hey, I got a fake engagement ring/wedding ring set for Christmas! Does that count for um...a Cracker Jack prize? Heh.

Engagement rings should be silver and have a small significant (by significant I mean one that repesents something, rather than being big in size) stone in them and cost about £10 ($20).
Then you know when she accepts its real love and she doesnt love you for money.

If you love a woman (or a man) then time spent apart is suffering. So Fish if a man loves you he will never suffer when he's with you.

Monjo...I take issue with the last paragraph.

Har har har, Robotnik. :P

Fish...oh, now I see the way you read that. Nah, I meant it in a general way, not pertaining to you. I don't know you that well so I'd never make THAT inference.

I've got one on them diamond rings. I'm willing to make you a good deal on it.

I gave it away once, but got it back 6-months later.

Believe me, there was plenty of suffering. My finances are still suffering (where was Mike's advice when I needed it). Hopefully the suffering, the emotional aspects of it anyway, are about over now.

But I'm still stuck with the ring. What the hell is a man supposed to do with a slightly used engagement ring?

The irony is, it's girls who would never dream of saying such lame things who are getting all the boys! Life is so funny and perfect sometimes.

Oh, fuck you, Lindsay.