Tweetledee and Tweetledum
This conversation happens a lot in my relationship: I say something, Bogart says something equal parts dumb and funny, laughs about it, and I reply: ‘That’s a tweet.’ Here are some highlights:
Tag: Bogart
You Spin Me Right Round
I’ve been a little … unbalanced lately. And I don’t mean this figuratively. I’ve been hanging out with my old friend vertigo for the past couple weeks, and let me tell you—that guy knows how to party. Vertigo is this weird thing that’s kind of hard to describe, but here’s my best shot. Remember the game…… Continue reading You Spin Me Right Round
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
Open book
So this is a weird thing: I haven’t been reading much this past year. Sure, I read shit all day on my phone, on my computer, and in random newspapers and magazines, but I haven’t really dug into a great book in so. fucking. long. This is not okay; this is not who I am. I…… Continue reading Open book
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
The view from here
I’ve been giving a lot of thought to the blog lately. Or rather, why I haven’t been blogging lately. ‘What about the blog?’ everybody yelled in unison when I shacked up with Bogart. ‘Don’t you worry about that,’ I sassily retorted. ‘I’m still me, my interests haven’t changed, and more importantly, who I am isn’t…… Continue reading The view from here
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
