Life

I deleted all of my dating profiles last weekend. I was just finally done with the long parade of mediocre and often stressful first dates. I invited the not-Boyfriend to the movies this weekend, but he’s seeing a very nice girl from Cincinnati these days, so he was booked out. Which is a good thing. […]

A pop delivery service. Seriously, people.

I hate it when I wake up pissed off for no reason. I think it’s just a weird feeling because I’ve been in such a state of zen for the last two months. Being pissed off first thing in the morning at old hurts and bygones is such a waste of time. Good thing there’s

Living on your own is fucking expensive, yo. The bare facts of this were nicely camouflaged when I lived in Chicago, as Jenn would just give me the total bill for the month, so I’d write one check, not 8. Totalling these all up separately makes you realize just how much… stuff there is to

I’m starting to think that work has eaten my brain. That, or cozy apartment living. I don’t know what it is. Things just feel… nice. The problem with me feeling nice and content is that everything just sort of stops. I do a lot of cooking and reading and play some video games and watch

The work folks like to make offhand comments about my perceived high standards in men (which appears to be the only reason they can comprehend my singledom). Apparently, my inability to sleep with people I find physically attractive but uninteresting sounds pretty weird to some of them. “I would take interesting over hot,” I said

School’s out! Now it’s book writing all summer long! Yay!

The guys at work helped me price out a new gaming computer for about the cost of my stimulus check. It’s an amazing little machine with a flat screen monitor, 8800 GT graphics card, 4G of ram, and a sweet dual core processor. Turned out the power supply was too dinky to run the stupid