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Close Your Eyes and Think of England

Before I start today’s post, I’d like to kindly request that all of my IRL friends and acquaintances stop reading RIGHT NOW. Today’s post will provide a level of detail about my actual sex life that most definitely qualifies as TMI. I doubt that I could look any readers of this post in the eye, […]

What a Mess

Allow me to start today’s post with an embarrassing admission – as a person who’s been living alone for years, without a dishwasher, I sometimes leave dirty dishes in my sink overnight. Sometimes for more than one night. OK, frequently for more than a night. I know, gross. I scrape off the food and rinse […]

I Vant to be Alone

So I was talking with a friend of a friend about a trip I took a few years ago. I took “off” for a month and took a trip I’d been dreaming about for years. There’s a nice little story I tell about where I went, and what inspired me to go. What I got […]

Don’t Talk to Her, She’s a Slut

I often joke about my lousy memory. And it’s true, I have a really bad memory. But sometimes, stories pop to the surface. Nearly whole, with just the haze of time and knowledge. This is one of those stories… My elementary school was one of the smallest in the district, and unlike most kids, I didn’t […]

The Mean Mirror

So this is a blog post I’ve been meaning to write for a while. Or thinking I should, but not wanting to because I didn’t want to seem like a whiny, crazy lady. But the truth is, I kinda don’t care if (more) people think I’m nuts. It’s been over a month since I’ve been […]