Tag: Dating
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Happy Holidays (What the fuck kind of thing is that to say?)
You dropped me with two little words. Happy Holidays. What the fuck kind of thing is that to say? I love my men instantaneously. And am always surprised when the two of us, “us,” combust spontaneously internally how could this happen to me how could he/you not love me why am I powerless to stop…
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Pastries: let’s not get ahead of ourselves
Let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Feeling momentarily hopeful is a far cry from being hopeful. My mood has lifted, but there’s a shadow in the back of my mind, always brooding, peripherally threatening me at all times. Meeting someone new is not just scary, it’s terrifying. There’s the whole meeting for the…
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Welcome
If I wished at all I’d be content from here on From now until then It was cold out, and he came to cook for me. The warmth of the oven did not compare to the warmth in my feet and gut. We pretended to work together as an excuse to get closer, him…
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Smithereens (A Lament to the Straight Man)
It’s a loony lot I have made for myself. I’ve consumed a gazillion calories today and don’t plan on stopping anytime soon. I continue to dread this day. Nothing helps. The menz. Oh, straight, single man, why must you be completely clueless? You seem harmless enough, but Lord help you, you were not born…
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Prospecting
My best prospect at the moment is in Japan. This other guy fell through. Here are the highlights: yesterday, he took his friend, Roy, to the ENT doctor to get his stitches out, went to Walmart, and was over at Roy’s house when he called. He likes chess, he minimized what a feat it was…
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