Off the nearly 800 entries in this blog, some ass decided to pick this personal one to make fun of.
Now do you see why I don’t post many personal entries?
Off the nearly 800 entries in this blog, some ass decided to pick this personal one to make fun of.
Now do you see why I don’t post many personal entries?
I have been doing so well of late, making entries here every day. March was chock full of bloggy goodness. So, here I sit at the 11th hour – literally – trying to get an entry in to keep the streak going [more...]
I stopped off at home, petted the dog, then took off for Home Depot. When I got back an hour later, Diego was gone. He’d been penned up in the kitchen with a doggie door to the backyard, where I discovered a gap [more...]
In 2001, when a jet careened over my neighborhood and smashed into the Pentagon a mile or so away, I knew it signaled a change in the world — and in DC, it resulted in the battening down of every hatch, the [more...]
First. My love life is a mirror of yours. My x and I broke up and made up 3 times before I finally moved away for my sanity’s sake. I would probably still take him back if he showed up on my doorstep even though I know that would be insane. So you see you’re not alone. I figure my obsession with my x is all about fear — fear that I will never land another man like him. Of course my logical self doesn’t want another one like him, but on it goes.
Second. KMAss has his(?) own issues and I hope you won’t let his problems become yours. I appreciate your honesty. I don’t feel so all alone when I can read stuff like yours. Keep it up.