Tag Archives: I’m only human

In Defense Of Dating, Part Two

Could this be an arm around my waist? Well surely the hand contains a knife… -Morrissey, “I’m Ok By Myself” A disturbing trend has revealed itself to me, my dear faithful internets.  I’ve been trotting along my merry way, dating … Continue reading

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Mental fortitude, or how to pretend bad stuff didn’t happen

A very very bad thing happened to me last night.  A gruesome, bone-chilling thing. Allow me to set the scene. One of the things I love about my house is warm nights on my front porch.  Sitting in my low … Continue reading

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