Monthly Archives: January 2011

Nothing like a laptop tea bath to take your dating life offline. In a sleep-wrist flick, my full glass landed squarely on my computer – and there went everything. Not the best morning. I could check on things with my … Continue reading →

Bad news, bloggees. Through a combination of somnambulant clumsiness and poor planning, it looks like I’ve given my laptop a tea bath. Things are not looking good for the poor thing. Until I get something figured out – and don’t … Continue reading →

It’s a snow day. In fact, it’s a thundersnow day. Now, as a freelancer, this really shouldn’t mean anything to me – but I can’t help it, it’s a snow day! Sure, I’ll do my writing, I’ll put in my … Continue reading →

I woke up this morning the way I wake up every morning, for about two weeks now. To the sound of a text from my stalker. As stalkings go, this one is kind of cute. I didn’t even find her … Continue reading →

Sunday may be the best time to write your potentials, but Sunday night, for me, is Dad night. I go over every week now, he cooks something, I eat it, I clean, and we discuss… well, anything, mostly, to avoid … Continue reading →

“I am equally happy going out and staying in. I can pull off a cocktail dress one minute, and sweats the next! I love my friends and family – they are the most important things in the world for me! … Continue reading →

Ok, this time I’m pissed. No magnanimous oo-it’s-snowing moments, no happy floating perspective, this time, I sting. Because it is a bit personal, and handled pretty poorly, and there’s likely lots of blame for me but that’s for another time. … Continue reading →

I’ve just come back from a walk in the snow, and it was quiet and wonderful – good – and a bit of a gift. Just past midnight I left, trenchcoat and newsie cap donned, to make fresh tracks. The … Continue reading →