Jul 012017
 
Adventures in Drinking. Also the return of Mr. TakeMe.

So I somehow managed to get drunk AND piss people off, while still having a great night. I’m still confused about it all really. But let’s start near the beginning. I woke up at 8pm. (Yes you read that right). To a FB message from George giving me a heads up that he was going out or at least thinking […]

Jun 242017
 
The power of a good dress.

So after accepting Mr TakeMe for who he is, my mind settled and clarity snuck in. I finally felt good. Clear. Motivated. I’m sure there’s other factors that went into it as well as my health plays a part in all this odd emotional brain bullshit too. But feeling clear.. I finally cleaned out my car. I suddenly realized that […]

Jan 132017
 
Robert - Every post that follows this one, is his fault.

The last few years, I’ve written off men. I’ve lowered my standards. I even started thinking about not having standards at all. Well.. I say that.. but when push comes to shove.. There are standards. They’re just not what they used to be. I’ve not been with anyone since I last posted, except a really unfortunate make-out session last fall […]

Jan 122017
 
I'm Back... I think.

It’s been 2 years, 4 months, and 16 days… Kidding, I have no idea how long it’s been, but it’s been a long long time since I’ve posted here or since I’ve had any time or energy for sex or dating or dealing with men. (Counting back posts, it seems it’s been 5 years since I’ve been with anyone) Most […]

Oct 182015
 
Little Sparrow

Tonight, as I was listening to the song “Little Sparrow” covered by David Cook, I started to think back on the men I have dated, and in particular a man I was thinking about maybe possibly … but probably not. The lyrics… “All ye maidens fair and tenderNever trust the hearts of menThey will crush you like a sparrowLeaving you […]

Aug 302012
 
When Are We Going To F***?

“So, when are we going to fuck?”

I’d barely said hello to him as he hugged me and whispered this into my ear. I wasn’t sure what to make of it, and I instinctively backed away from him ending the hug. Unsure of what exactly he meant by it, I glanced at his face for some kind of context, if he was drunk, serious, or joking around…