Archive for the 'Dating' Category
You Are Here.
Thursday, February 15th, 2007There’s a whole lot I could say and undoubtedly much better venues in which to say it, but I am sort of in the mood to share with the internet; not to mention the fact that this is stuff I think you already know anyway, at least you should know it, at least I hope […]
I’m So Cool I Bring Cool With Me On Vacation.
Monday, January 15th, 2007Arizona was lovely and relaxing, albeit cold. It actually got down to the forties when we were there, shattering my image of Arizona as neverending-ninety-degree paradise and making me feel a little stupid for packing all those tank tops, but causing me to feel a little less whiny about Chicago weather.
It’s not so bad […]
Racism As It Relates To Web Design.
Saturday, November 11th, 2006“It’s too white!!!”
You horrible, horrible racists.
Love sees no color.
Heh.
Nothing much going on today except for the fact that I am meeting Bullshit downtown later on for a hot date.
Or a cold date, given the fact that the weather sucks.
I am pretty comfortable with the idea of Bullshit at this point. I would even go so […]
Bullshit Passes.
Monday, November 6th, 2006The J-Man met Bullshit - albeit very briefly - this afternoon. I actually could not have timed the proceedings better if I had orchestrated the meeting personally, which I hadn’t. Bullshit had come by during the day to hang out, and J. arrived home from school about five minutes before he left.
The J-Man has been […]
Post-Weekend Wrapup…
Monday, October 9th, 2006I love drunken sports fans.
Going downtown on the train Saturday night, there were about forty thousand men returning from South Bend and the Notre Dame football game, all of whom were drunk, most of whom were sharing beer and ice and crazy stories about women.
The best thing I heard? “I’m not about to flirt […]
I Pity Us Fools.
Saturday, October 7th, 2006Mr. T. is now going to have his own advice show.
Sometimes I’m so proud to be an American I can hardly stand it, aren’t you?
Yeeeeeeah.
My dad stopped by yesterday on the way back from his glass-blowing class.
Increasingly, inexplicably bored with his action-packed life of technological wizardry, slum-lording, and club-hopping; my father has involved himself in […]
Great It Was, My Date.
Saturday, September 23rd, 2006No, I am not going to continue talking like Yoda.
I had a really, really good time. We went to dinner and then to a bar for a drink, and we subsequently discovered that there is nowhere here on the souf’ side with any sort of romantic ambience whatsoever.
Still, the fact that he was looking […]
It’s Three AM…
Friday, September 22nd, 2006…and you know what kind of entry that is.
(one that will more than likely be deleted in the morning.)
I hate being all honest and pensive and mushy and shit.
It reeks of girlyness.
Girliness? No, I think girlyness.
That is probably why I am so awful in relationships. My utter lack of girli(y)ness.
Or, rather, my tendency to hide […]
Locked Out - repost.
Thursday, June 1st, 2006When we broke in two, I had nowhere to go, no one to talk to, no one with whom I could share the sheer fear that had crawled down my throat and taken hold of my stomach.
You, like so many that had caught my interest before and would later catch my interest again, had an […]
Martha Stewart Has Nothin’ On Me.
Tuesday, December 18th, 2001Wow. I’m really and truly amazed at what re-joining the smoking population has done for my mood and my sleep patterns. Either that, or D. slipped some Prozac in my coffee this morning. I’m damn near cheery. Bustling away at Christmas cards and ornaments. Bursting with Christmas zest. Cheesin’ […]
