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A year in the life

It feels like I’ve hit some pretty big milestones in a few key areas lately. I get all nostalgic in the fall, and I can’t help but compare where I am now with where I was a year ago—and luckily I’ve got the receipts in handy blog form. For one, I was everyone’s favourite single storyteller. Still going…… Continue reading A year in the life

Life · Relationship

Best laid plans

Bogart likes to joke about how I’m a walking to-do list. Usually it’s after I’ve told him about something cool we should do, somewhere we should go, invited him to an event via Google Calendar, or sent him an actual to-do list of shit I want to get done around the apartment. So you know, the comment is…… Continue reading Best laid plans

Relationship

Pillow talk

So of course right after I say I can’t write a dating blog any more because I don’t have a lot to say about my relationship I have something to say about my relationship. There’s this idea that romance is serious business, and while there is definitely a time and place for that, I most…… Continue reading Pillow talk

Friends · Life · Relationship

Two is the loneliest number

I’ve been cleaning a lot lately. Well, I cleaned the tub twice in two weeks, which is a lot for me. I’ve been doing laundry, including folding that shit and putting it away. I even vacuumed yesterday. I can count on one hand the number of times I vacuumed in my old apartment (my former…… Continue reading Two is the loneliest number

Life · Relationship

Move along

You’ll have to forgive my absence lately, but I was kinda extremely fucking busy unlocking a new achievement: cohabitation! After what felt like months of prep (but isn’t because Bogart and I weren’t together that long before he bamboozled me into moving in with him), we settled into our new place just over a week ago. Er, settled may…… Continue reading Move along

Life · Relationship

High class

We all know I’m a big fan of wine. And gin. And beer on a warm night on a patio. Basically, I like booze. Sometimes, though, it’s good to broaden your horizons and explore other things—or at least so I thought. Then came the incident I’ve come to fondly refer to as Fear and Loathing…… Continue reading High class