Antoni Porowski be warned, Nina has her matchmaker pants on! Also until last night, I had no idea who Antoni Porowski was. Because I’m a terrible gay… apparently. Last night I get a text from my friend Nina who was apparently watching Easy-Bake Battle on Netflix. I had no idea the show existed, primarily because
Remember like, a week ago, when I wrote about taking Lemon to the vet and making an ass out of myself with a cute vet tech? For a refresher you can visit the post: How Are You Still Single? Oh, That Makes Sense Well, I wrote that under the impression that all of my vet
This is the story of how I died. That might be a slight exaggeration of the events that unfolded but I’ll be honest, there was a moment of “holy shit, I’m about to become one of those fucking urban legends.” Let me set the scene. I decided to go see a movie after work because
Y’all if you ever want to wildly scandalize an entire cruise ship from your fellow passengers right through the captain of the ship- you should skip out on visit CocoCay. I should mention that I highly doubt that Captain Gus really cared whether I got off the ship in CocoCay but I’d like to believe
I’m fairly certain that if I were any other human being, I would have been excited by the series of notifications I got from WordPress last week. For the record, my blog here is hosted by WordPress. Hosted as in where I pay for my blog to live. They don’t give me free blog. Well
Let us flash back January 15, 2020 when I had a complete mental breakdown and booked a cruise to “celebrate*” my 35th birthday. I was pumped and wouldn’t shut up about it. I even wrote a post about how much I was planning to be as obnoxious as possible about it. Nothing is worse than
I’m finding it hard to believe that it’s already May. Maybe it’s just a side effect of being so busy or getting older or whatever it is but here we are, five months into what has been… I actually don’t know. I don’t know how to describe what this year has been so far. Some
I really had no intention of writing a post today, much less one wrapping up the year. I was planning on waiting until the new year to start writing posts again all while pretending I didn’t spend all of 2021 sinking to a new low of being a terrible blogger. Then about two hours ago,
Y’all there’s a very good chance that I have been marked for possible murder. There’s a better chance that I’m not but it’s all very strange and confusing but I suppose all of life is strange and confusing but we’re just going to roll with it. I mean, sure I could explain my six month
I’m sure I’ve said it before but I’m going to say it again: being a “blogger” is really hard work. Especially over the last year, as my loyal readers have noticed considering we’re lucky if I post once a month. While I’m thinking of it: how ya’ll holding up? So many of the blogs that
Avoiding Neverland 