Red Cedar
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Category: Me
Timing.
In the middle of writing Darren’s letter of support for sentencing – a difficult emotional task if ever there was one – and boy-1 decides to confront me online about not getting “equal time” with me cause he’s upset about boy-2. Bad timing on… Continue Reading “Timing.”
What star was this?
I’m starting to feel as though I must have been born under some very intense fucking star or – I don’t know what. I just don’t understand why everything I get involved in turns into some kindof weird hollywood-esque drama involving prison or death… Continue Reading “What star was this?”
Cramming in a lot of living
Sheesh! Home for three days and I still haven’t caught up on sleep. Leaving for QCC in an hour, I thought I’d pop in for a brief update. So – we all know – Friday, all night date with the new boy. Saturday, dinner… Continue Reading “Cramming in a lot of living”
Lovers and loss trauma.
To those of you who know me well, it will come as no surprise that I am dating again on a pretty regular basis – doing the whole Internet hook-up thing to generate a pool of potential folks to hang out with, which is… Continue Reading “Lovers and loss trauma.”
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