Who am I anyway?

Am I the fun girl I think I am? I'm unequivocally a geek.  I love geeky things, board games, scifi, cons, I fall haplessly in love with fictional characters.  Does this make me who I am, or is it just one aspect? I am not a hick.  I may live in the south, but that... Continue Reading →

Kermit the fucking Frog here

One day someone will tell me I'm beautiful. Not on a dating site to get me to drive however fucking far to screw them. One day someone will look me in the eyes and tell me that i'm exactly what they want. I'll be the person they want to spend time with, not the person... Continue Reading →

A letter to ease my mind

Dear Jack Frost,   I will miss you.  I miss you already.  I miss your smile, the laughter I’d hear time and again in the first two years of our long distance relationship.  I miss the way your accent wasn’t so much different than mine, but at the same time that northern found it’s way... Continue Reading →

The Astronut

  27.  It’s how old I was when this story happened.  I was living happily in a neighboring city, my roommate and I had been friends since junior high, and we were generally enjoying the summer.  We’d spend days off at the river, tubing/drinking, and we’d spend our work days/nights around town.  It was a... Continue Reading →

Ice Cream?

I may have noted before that I am shallow.  I think that needs reiterating, as I am going to regale you with one of the shallowest moments in my dating history.  I am not a thin girl; in fact I reference my size in the title and tag of this blog.  I’m ok with that. ... Continue Reading →

The One With the Beard

October. The leaves were changing rapidly from the beautiful greens of spring and summer to an orange and fiery red.  The air held the hope of crispness to come, though the heat hadn't really bothered to go away.  I was working in a neighboring town as an LPN on the weekends, so when Beard Guy... Continue Reading →

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