Topseed

Another thought: check with a lawyer.
 
I had a live-in partner for only a few months. He paid nothing to me in rent nor did he financially support the household. (It's a long story....) When the relationship soured, I asked him to leave; unsurprisingly, he wasn't happy to do so. I did check with my attorney about getting this man out of my home. My lawyer told me that I may have to go through the legal system to have him formally evicted (which would take months...) if the man didn't leave voluntarily. This prospect scared the crap out of me and, truthfully, has made me leery of any future live-in situation, relationship or otherwise.
 
Sorry to be a wet blanket here. Hope my experience can be instructional.

Without any prompting from me, I've had several escorts tell me stories of their time with various famous people. I'm assuming that these stories are an attempt to impress me.  It doesn't. This lack of discretion guarantees that I will never hire the particular escort again.

Without any prompting from me, I've had several escorts tell me stories of their time with various famous people. I'm assuming that these stories are an attempt to impress me.  It doesn't. This lack of discretion guarantees that I will never hire the particular escort again.

I met him years ago during his bottoming days. Wish he'd resume that.   And 34?  More than a little low, imo. 

I met him years ago during his bottoming days. Wish he'd resume that.   And 34?  More than a little low, imo. 

I met him years ago during his bottoming days. Wish he'd resume that.   And 34?  More than a little low, imo. 

If I had to wake up and listen to her flat nasal voice I’d chew off my arm.
 
And he doesn’t strike me as the sharpest knife in the drawer either.
 
Skip the Property Brothers. Same song, ninth verse. Ditto Chip and Joanna. I bet hell is smothered in shiplap.
 
I’ll take the fun couple from Home Town (aka: Laurel, MS) any day of the week.

Purloined or no, his text is more interesting than 95% of most RM profiles.

Without any prompting from me, I've had several escorts tell me stories of their time with various famous people. I'm assuming that these stories are an attempt to impress me.  It doesn't. This lack of discretion guarantees that I will never hire the particular escort again.

Without any prompting from me, I've had several escorts tell me stories of their time with various famous people. I'm assuming that these stories are an attempt to impress me.  It doesn't. This lack of discretion guarantees that I will never hire the particular escort again.

Without any prompting from me, I've had several escorts tell me stories of their time with various famous people. I'm assuming that these stories are an attempt to impress me.  It doesn't. This lack of discretion guarantees that I will never hire the particular escort again.

Without any prompting from me, I've had several escorts tell me stories of their time with various famous people. I'm assuming that these stories are an attempt to impress me.  It doesn't. This lack of discretion guarantees that I will never hire the particular escort again.

Without any prompting from me, I've had several escorts tell me stories of their time with various famous people. I'm assuming that these stories are an attempt to impress me.  It doesn't. This lack of discretion guarantees that I will never hire the particular escort again.

Curated.
Luxury condo.  (Does anyone ever build/sell a "basic" condo? Hmm.)

In late April I witnessed a hit and run killing of an innocent woman on a scooter in the Tenderloin. She was dragged underneath a large black SUV for half a block until the car paused, ran over her again, and then sped off into the night. The woman died.
Since then I have been haunted by the horror of this....the sadness of a life gone and her family/friends having to hear that she was killed on a Sunday evening by a callous driver....and the shock that someone could be so uncaring as to drive away. I think this person will never be brought to justice, and the thought of that sickens me.

The episode I referenced above occurred within a matter of seconds....I'm guessing no more than 10.  The subsequent press reports included the "800" tip-line phone number for the SFPD. By this, I'm assuming that no one on the street that evening rose to Unicorn's standard of behavior, myself included.

In late April I witnessed a hit and run killing of an innocent woman on a scooter in the Tenderloin. She was dragged underneath a large black SUV for half a block until the car paused, ran over her again, and then sped off into the night. The woman died.
Since then I have been haunted by the horror of this....the sadness of a life gone and her family/friends having to hear that she was killed on a Sunday evening by a callous driver....and the shock that someone could be so uncaring as to drive away. I think this person will never be brought to justice, and the thought of that sickens me.

In late April I witnessed a hit and run killing of an innocent woman on a scooter in the Tenderloin. She was dragged underneath a large black SUV for half a block until the car paused, ran over her again, and then sped off into the night. The woman died.
Since then I have been haunted by the horror of this....the sadness of a life gone and her family/friends having to hear that she was killed on a Sunday evening by a callous driver....and the shock that someone could be so uncaring as to drive away. I think this person will never be brought to justice, and the thought of that sickens me.

My affection for my college alma mater isn't deep enough to warrant attending a reunion.
The last high school reunion I attended was my 35th. (Yes, years ago.) Instead of the usual picture-sharing and 20 questions (i.e., what do you do, where do you live, etc.), I decided to ask people whom in the room had the most felonies. (I am not kidding about this.) Wouldn't everyone enjoy knowing that?   🙂
And....that experience satisfied my curiosity. Enough.

My affection for my college alma mater isn't deep enough to warrant attending a reunion.
The last high school reunion I attended was my 35th. (Yes, years ago.) Instead of the usual picture-sharing and 20 questions (i.e., what do you do, where do you live, etc.), I decided to ask people whom in the room had the most felonies. (I am not kidding about this.) Wouldn't everyone enjoy knowing that?   🙂
And....that experience satisfied my curiosity. Enough.

Being treated like an ATM.

Wish he bottomed. Sexy af.

Flunked the "discrete/discreet" test. And "jack of all traits"?  That's an additional smack across the knuckles with a ruler.

Flunked the "discrete/discreet" test. And "jack of all traits"?  That's an additional smack across the knuckles with a ruler.

I’ve lived mortgage-free for many years. It’s liberating. Downsized 3 times over the past 5 years. Less time managing space and stuff means more time for me.