Alright, single ladies. Let’s not kid ourselves, the man vs. vibrator battle is a little unbalanced. We can’t deny it – nothing puts a smile on the face like a good, solid man throwing you against your headboard at night (and hopefully in the morning). But shit happens. And lo and behold, those good, solid...
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When I chat up a guy at a bar, I can’t help but think that it’s almost unfair. I’m not talking “he doesn’t stand a chance” unfair. More like “I should probably come with a warning sign.” If I decide that I like you, congratulations. You’re about to become the next man to be...
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Just kidding. But you’re really fucking gullible. In my days of serious commitment to my ex (henceforth know as “the dark days”), I watched a lot of television. Mostly because I had to fill the gaps in my busy schedule of being neglected and not having any sex. In the sea of reality shitshows...
Read more →Subtitle: My Life is a Hot Mess This week in my life has been a deliciously dramatic whirlwind. So much so that I could write seven separate posts regarding all of the events and emotions. Though I won’t, because I have more important things to dedicate my time to than sitting by my computer....
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A few weeks ago, I had a terrible episode of “wounded bird syndrome.” Which is a term I just made up to describe myself whimpering softly in a ball of self-pity for an extended period of time. In times like those, it is amazing that there are people who will not only tolerate, but...
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