Writer, Artist, and Recovering 80s Hair Spray Addict
1: We went out for Mexican food. He got more salsa on his white shirt than in his mouth. I sunk deep into my chair from embarrassment when he farted loudly, laughed and said, “That means the food is good here! My compliments to the chef!” I couldn’t get out of there fast enough. I never went back to that restaurant again. 2: I went for a ride on his motorcycle (not a Harley to my dismay). We ended up at a park and started making out on…
Read More“Nearly everybody gets twitterpated in the springtime. You begin to get weak in the knees. Your head’s in a whirl. And then you feel light as a feather, and before you know it, you’re walking on air. And then you know what? You’re knocked for a loop, and you completely lose your head!” ~Bambi – Walt Disney Company Stealing from the movie Bambi, one of my best friends and I call the end of winter and the tender beginning of spring, Twitterpated Season. During this un-official…
Read MoreThis has not started out as being the best Valentine’s Day I’ve ever had – it’s also not the worst – so I am thankful for that. I did, however, break out in tears on my way into work today; sadly I cannot blame it on PMS, but I can blame it on stress. Buried deep underneath all of my badass and hard shell casing, there is a hopeless romantic slowly suffocating from lack of sensual human contact. Sure, I have sex, at least on an irregular basis, but sex…
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