Forget about the clubs. If you are looking for sex and don't want to have to waste time go online. It's easy to get straight to the point. This will save time and allow you to get to the bedroom much faster.
™There are so many websites that you can choose from when going online. Social sites like Myspace are not good for meeting people that you want to hook up with for sex. Most people are on their just to meet friends. There is nothing wrong with that., but if you are looking for sex, it will waste your time.
Two sites I found to be very good if you're looking for sex are:
Passion is the first. It is on the racy side, but not porno. It should be possible to find someone you can really get along with here. I like to try before buying. It is easy to contact people and the interface is excellent. It is also reasonably priced.
It can take a while to set up. However once you get your page set up, the offers start rolling in for you.
The next one is Onlinebootycall. It's as good as it sounds. No pretending. No lying. It's like Burger King. You can make it your own. The interface is easy to use. The IM loads very quickly. This site will attract a lot of attention. The whole idea is that these women are looking for sex. You can just pick and choose. This one is priced even lower than Passion so that makes it really attractive.
The only thing I don’t like about this website is the difficulty in determining the age of some people. You will be able sort them out with the sheer number of hits you will receive.
Stop wasting your time and meet women. Do not try to make a girl bad. Just meet a freak and see what happens. These two are the best sites to go to if you're tired, bored, and frustrated by other sites. They will get you the sex you want.
Building dolls' http://www.339jump.com/ houses: A magnificent obsession
It was right after World War II, so materials were scarce. I didn't have toys as a child. I don't think I ever missed them. I was an obsessive reader who never let go of a book. One exception was when my godmother took me to museums in London.
It was a landmark day for me. I will never forget the day I saw that magnificent dolls house that had once belonged to Queen Mary. The exquisitely detailed furniture, the tiny people, and the wallpapers, all in 1/12 scale, were what attracted me. How I loved it. I suppose I must have been about 8 when I fell.
Then I was in my teens and started to play rock'n'roll (no sex or drugs for me). studied for my exams and forgot about the dolls' house.
At forty I was ready to have another go. But this time I knew that I wanted to build a dolls' house. I didn't build a dolls house from a dollhouse set, but from plans. I cut the wood myself, and was in complete control of it all. Let's start at top - why not?
It was because I had no experience with carpentry. I had made clothes for myself and others, I had knitted really complicated patterns, my cross-stitch was the envy of friends. But this was a different kettle of fish. I didn't have any tools, a uncooperative husband who was not a carpenter and a burning desire for a dolls house.
I went to the local friendly hardware store with my plans and explained myself. They were wonderful. I marked up the dimensions I wanted and for the price of the plywood, plus a teeny bit more, they cut my house for me. I bought a keyhole saw, for the window apertures, and a few little bits - tiny strips of prepared wood, sandpapers, glue, tiny screws, tiny hinges, one long piano hinge, a few small screwdrivers and a spirit level. Armed with all that and a lot of optimism I went home and made my dolls house.
I was immensely proud of it. It was a labor of love. I wallpapered the walls, made interior doors, and painted the woodwork. I stood back and marvelled at it. Then I made the furniture, using plans from a second book and copying some of my own furniture in 1/12 scale like the rest.
It was almost a year later than I started, and I was shocked at how terrible it was. But I had the skills and knowledge to make it a better house. It was both bigger and more beautiful. I was amazed at how much better it was, and I decided to throw away my first attempt.
A station building (built from a photograph to my own plans) and a shop followed. Then I made just one house in 1/24 scale which was fun and quicker, but not so satisfying.
So there's the history - until manufacturers began making wonderful, fairly cheap dolls house kits. At first I felt it wold be cheating. I was overcome by temptation and bought my first kit. It's so easy to put together a kit. It's square, it's complete, all the little pieces you forget you're going to need are there. The kit is built in no time at all, leaving you more time to buy or make the furniture. The internet was a reality and you could find amazing stuff for your dolls house on eBay.
And then I decided to share this with others. I'm no genius, and I wanted to share my enthusiasm with other women. I had come to this with no formal training, and, with the advent of dolls' house kits, knew that none was needed. I set out to find a way to sell this idea online. It has been an amazing learning experience, and it continues. I am not there yet, but I know more and more each day. My website is now up and running, and there are search engines to explore.
What I do know is that doll-building is something that women can do, and that it's fun. It is a joy that I share with a small group of people. Grand-daughters love to build houses, and my nine-year old daughter has also built one. She was very particular about the colors we would use to decorate the house and demanded that we choose the bedroom wallpaper. I found a great CD on eBay that I could use to print my own flooring. I use matte photo paper and can also cover walls with ordinary paper. My computer and my colour printer have many papers available to us.
We both love making cushions and bedding. I also made some pillows for the house. We have a mother, a father and one child. (Oh, and lots of little babies who came on eBay). It isn't finished yet - well, the house is but the interior still lacks the odd thing, but I am already onto the next task, renovating an old house given me by a friend.
I have to confess, the storeroom is rather full. It's probably because I spend too much time there. But what else would I be doing? I still visit my family, go to the theatre, play the piano, and watch TV. Sometimes I work on the latest dollhouse project. It's all great and I wouldn’t change a thing. Sometimes I forget to do the housework, the real stuff. Who cares? I'm working on my dollhouses and having a wonderful time.