It's all so clear to me now
My incredibly sweet and possibly delusional cousin, D-Man, gave me the nicest compliment I’ve had in weeks. Months. Years. We were discussing what he could do on a first date with a dame, and I...
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Frank the tank has been adopted. Can you believe it? Cos I can’t. God bless his little heart and all but that dog is going to be a lot of work. His adoptive parent knows this though. The weekend...
View ArticleNipples. The title is irrelevant.
This weekend was pretty rad, despite it being Valentine’s Day on Saturday. Yeah, I’m bitter. Yeah, it’s old. Suck it. This year embracing the holiday is the new “thing,” apparently. K-Jax’s...
View ArticleLollipops, the Secret to Girl Success
I know I’m being ridiculously gushy, and I know you’re sick of hearing about how happy I am, but seriously, I’m really, really grateful for all the support. Like Sabina pointed out in a comment, the...
View ArticleMy Case of Reversed Drunk-Vision
Whenever I’m 10 drinks in and my eyes start crossing, I experience a particular phenomenon uncommon to most drinkers. I begin seeing people as less attractive. This often works to my advantage. I don’t...
View ArticleToo Young to be This Bitter
This is probably the only post you will ever read in which I express dating concern or details about my love life, or lack thereof. This entry will also probably be riddled with vague assumptions and...
View ArticleThe Case of the Serial Shitter, and How I Got Myself a Date at a Strip Club
Well, the weekend did not disappoint. First of all, there was the incident where somebody shit on my front step. Yep, that’s right. Somebody. Shit. On. My. Front. Step. I explained the whole story...
View ArticleThe Summer of Candice, Now With Rockstars and Irish Accents
If I thought any other event this summer would be the highlight – watching the sunrise on Cape Spear, the hot tub incident, or attending my ex-colleague’s wedding in Bay Roberts and riding the moose –...
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