VictorianJade Member

It's not necessarily that this list is *mean*... it's that it's exclusive... and not in the good way. It may make those who are not listed, feel badly about themselves... or about the OP, and he may have verily shot himself in the foot with it. Hope it doesn't backfire for you, OP.

I am essentially the assistant coordinator for six marinas. I *love* my job. Love it.

I have PCOS, and highly irregular periods... my cycle lasts anywhere from 17 days to 144 days, partly because of my weight and partly because of a hormone imbalance... which contributes to the weight. I have had 5 miscarriages to date.... and it gets harder to want to continue trying with each one.

I was always a chubby kid, and I never once fantasized about looking like Barbie, despite having about 20 of them. My poor body image came from family.

Well, considering fat people are stereotyped into being lazy, unintelligent, and other things like that.... I'm rather intelligent, and I work hard. I have four tattoos. You can onl see one. I have had 13 piercings (getting nose done again today). I used to train in opera. I live in chronic pain. You can't tell, I'm told.

I can't eat ham. It's pink and spongey, and closely resembles ... well... erm... the end of men's "bits" to me. I just can't do it.

See, I purposely do not watch them, as I know I would find them addictive. I try to avoid the things that I know will suck me in, like that. As evidenced by my waistline, I fail, regularly. *rolls her eyes*

*snorts* Where to begin. The lack of 'volume control' of my housemates. Messy documentation (as in, when I send it out, it's pristine. When it's returned, it's rumpled, wet, stained, whatever) The smell of cigarettes, weed, or booze clinging to a person on the bus.

Thank you, folks. I tend to be mostly okay, it's just when things go really well that I tend to start freaking out. The anniversary of that date is approaching, and I get cagey around this time of year. I appreciate your support.

"You have eyes I want to spend the rest of my life drowning in"

GmG: People who consider me 'the help' because I'm the administrative assistant. MmD: a lovely email.

I remember the ONE time I've gone for waxing... I am Dutch by heritage. My body has white-blonde body hair. It's very FINE, white-blonde body hair. I also am allergic to everything. I also have SUPER-sensitive, thin skin. I bruise like a peach. Why I thought waxing was a good idea, I will never know. So, I go to a…

I like tall, medium-built guys, and short, chubby women.

I went shopping this weekend. I'm normally a pant size 26, and wear a 44DDD bra that has always been tight (finding larger is a pain in the butt). This weekend I bought two pairs of size 24 pants that fit well, and a 44DDD bra that fits comfortably!

*grins* Glad y'all are enjoying it!

I would tell him where to go. If he doesn't love you for who you are, rather than what you look like, he's a schmo.

1) I have 2 dogs who I think the world revolves around. 2) I have naturally straw-blonde hair, and I dye it dark. 3) I hate olives. 4) I have always hated beets... until recently. 5) I was a vegetarian for 7 years, simply because I HATED the texture of meat. 6) I can't eat ham. It's pink and spongy, and reminds me of...…

My husband knows how much I weigh. This man has been around during times when I was so ill or so injured I couldn't use the restroom on my own, and has helped me through it. Compared to that, my weight is nothing.

*giggles* You're welcome... this one never fails to crack me up.

Flirting, to me is not about ulterior motives. It's about recognizing a chemistry with someone, and both enjoying some harmless banter that may or may not be tinted with sexual undertones. I think flirting is healthy, good for both mind and soul. I think it's a nice way to have fun. Everyone knows that I'm married, and…

Yup, I definitely crush on a few people here. Happily married, but there isn't a thing wrong with having a crush, and flirting, in my opinion.

Right now, it's Patron Silver, but I do like a warm, amber-coloured tequila, as well. If it's not tequila, it's a pina colada.

It's 8:41. I have had about two weeks of very little sleep. All I want to do at this moment is just die on my pillow. SLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPP

I tell people about it, but never give my name to them. I like that MFP is MY site. It's where I come to talk about the things I don't talk about to work acquaintences, etc. If I told everyone about it, I would be less inclined to be so open. I protect my space, and I'm aware that it's selfish, but I need to do this for me.

A very large, very intricate, very accurate depiction of a geisha in all of her traditional robes, spanning my left thigh and hip.

GmG: Hubby calling and asking if we need anything, while he's on his way home. "We need dish soap." And then he whines that he doesn't want to stop and get anything. IF YOU DON"T WANT TO STOP, DON'T ASK! MmD: My nail tech kicks *kitten*.

Ty. I promised someone ages ago that I'd put a corset pic up. Figured I'd make good.

I can put my palms on the floor when bent over. But then, I have what my physiotherapist calls 'loose joints'.

I've never cared who has what photo in their avi pic. I do always use me, however, as the main pic.

My nickname online and in certain circles in RL, is Jade. I live in Victoria.