According to the forecast it should have been raining, so I wore rain boots and carried an umbrella. In reality, it was a low-grade New York summer evening: humid, moist, warm enough to induce upper-lip sweat. 2,496 more words
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PROTIP: If you find an attractive man with multiple engineering degrees and a particular talent for fixing cars, chances are, getting on that is a very, very good life decision. 372 more words
I took to nonmonogamy immediately.
First there was hot doctor. We met in a dimly lit uptown bar. He was wearing a black leather jacket. We (or maybe just I) allayed our nervousness with wine, which produced five hours of smoothly flowing conversation: no non sequiturs, no awkward disagreements, no red flags. 916 more words
You read it. Once again I am in so much freaking pain because of Beard Boy, to the point I have booked an appointment with the Doctor. 476 more words