I hate the morning after a break up. After I’ve spent the night fitfully sleeping, only to have my eyes flick open at the last possible second of forgiving unconsciousness and be greeted by that pitiless reminder, “Yup. Still broken up.” I hate that. The underbelly of yesterday’s rage-aholic anger is that I’m feeling beaten [...]
(Warning: you are about to witness one of the ugliest parts of my character. Welcome to the fold.) Well, I was happy. Loverboy and I lasted just over two months. And now I’m one more single girl out there going through another god damned break up. Yeah, I’d say I’m a bit pissed off right now. And you [...]
I have a bit of a confession to make. I’ve been on the Facebook. I know, I know. Hypocrite. But let me explain. I tried to Facebook stalk someone. Which of course means I made up a silly fake name with a silly fake picture. It took me all of about six minutes to figure [...]
The Commuter is back. It was just my luck to see him on the train and the bus home last night. Coughing and hacking away, he was the least of my worries. I thought he’d leave me alone too, but then that would make too much sense. Instead of allowing me to simply co-exist on [...]
Bright and early Saturday morning, I found myself in the waiting room of my doctor’s office wearing a SARS mask. Diseased- even by their standards- and without a scheduled appointment, I hunkered down in a corner for the hour and a half wait, feverishly trying to avoid the stares of the more physically fit. I [...]
My mom sent this to me today from another teacher, begging everyone to remind their kids about the importance of proper spelling. Incidentally, also how important teachers are (they just gave pink slips to half the staff at her school and cut everyone’s pay).
Well, then, let’s talk about the boy. Is it possible, I wondered a week after having met him, that my interest could be caught again so soon? So soon after that thing that happened last March, after North Shore lost his luster, after The Cagey One threw me for a loop? I know I’ve been [...]
