Tag Archives: teen angst

Day 308, or poor tipping confessions and thoughts on romantic foibles of yore.

Posted on March 17, 2012 by

I have a confession to make about my little field trip to the strip club last week with the Adonis and my friend. Adonis very generously provided us each with a stack of singles for insertion (hehe) into various G-strings. At … Continue reading →

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Day 253, or the probable origin of my relationship mania.

Posted on January 22, 2012 by

Over the years, I’ve heard a lot of people place blame on story books and fairy tales for giving women a rescued-princess complex and unceasing hunger for knights in shining armour. I’m not sure they’re at fault. I blame my mother. … Continue reading →

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Day 73, or the day they killed my Chucks. And also my self esteem, but mostly my Chucks.

Posted on July 27, 2011 by

I’m thinking about adding friends to my one-year sabbatical as well. Maybe I should just look into a nunnery or cloister for my personal asylum – take myself out of society instead of eliminating various factions of my social life. … Continue reading →

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Day 10, or is the Old Maid a phony?

Posted on May 25, 2011 by

I’ve had a big hangup about my age for a while now. I don’t like getting older – not in a botox-injecting, animal-print-wearing, cosmo-swilling-at-a-cheesy-stripclub, loud-’woo-hoo’er kind of way. More in a lights-out, sad music, quietly self-critical, bad poetry-writing kind of … Continue reading →

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