Just like a Devil’s Triangle is a now drinking game, Sex on the Beach isn’t really a suggestion to go
This is a post for younger readers, or readers younger than me. It isn’t so bad to be fifty, really.
I never would have thought one year ago that I would start to figure out what I want, and what
After being gone for two weeks to see my family, my former state of utter confusion is a bit better.
Geesh am I lucky. Although it’s not the most important thing, my new love, the Far-Away-Boy, is still the thing
This is the best moment of the week: anticipation of seeing the F-A-B, the far-away-boy. He should be here in