August 2011
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The Ongoing Saga of My Singledom: Boy Update!
I gotta stop calling them boys when I’m hanging with grown-ass people, but it feels weird calling a guy I’m seeing a man. As in, I wouldn’t call myself a woman because I think I have the emotional maturity of a 13 year old. I watch Pretty Little Liars for God’s sake.
Moving on.
This weekend was a rousing interpretation of what my single life will be in my twenties. I shirked all...
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The Ongoing Saga of My Singledom: The Dreaded...
Do not fear, dear readers, my anger has waned. I’ve taken a few deep breaths and imagined calming things like rivers and lakes and come up with some things I never want my Future Unsuspecting Significant Other to consider when and if he proposes.
1. Sporting events – OFF LIMITS BOYS! I break out in hives whenever someone tries to express their “feelings” to me, so I don’t think...
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The Ongoing Saga of My Singledom: WTF
Sweet Mother of God! #$%*&@!!!
I know I’ve been complaining about people getting engaged and married and having babies because I’m turning into an old crone, but really this? This is getting ridiculous.
Two old high school friends of mine recently got engaged and when I read the announcement online, I was happy. I mean, I vommed a little in my mouth but they’re cute and...
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