Digging Up Daisy
And as I write this, he is still trying to ask me out. I really need a sarcasm font.
3 hours, 15 minutes
I’ve been pushing back the meeting with The Beast for a while now. I guess it’s because he’s not particularly my type. He uses “u” and other annoying short hands in text. 605 more words
1 day, 10 hours
And Now We Are Here
I am reminded today of the old joke about the squirrel and the crow where the squirrel chases a rolling nut off the side of a cliff. 298 more words
Must Be This Tall To Ride
I’m an ageist.
There, I said it. I didn’t know I was an ageist until last week because, outside of professional sports, I had never previously discriminated against the elderly. 1,421 more words
It’s time to introduce two new boys to the blog, The Beast and The Politician.
As last week came to an end, I had two dates planned for the weekend. 434 more words
1 week, 1 day
The Opposite Side of the Street
It’s been too long. I acknowledge that. So I will post an email I sent on…yesterday:
Fuck it, I’m doing this: would you like to go out for a beer with me? 45 more words
1 week, 2 days
27 & Separated
So, if this all does come crashing down around me as I believe it is destined to do, and I have to go out there and *gag* *cough* …date, I imagine it to be more like an interview process for husband. 7 more words
1 week, 6 days