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

To say the lease-t

I promised you a series about apartment hunting, and a series you shall have. Spoiler alert: we found a place, and we get keys in 12 (holy shit!) days. I’m not moving until mid-month, and he has his place until the end of May, but still: Although our search was relatively short, it was still plenty…… Continue reading To say the lease-t

Dating · Relationship

Home is where the heart is

Finally, all those years of online dating are paying off (they technically paid off when I met Bogart, of course, but now I can put those skills to some sort of practical use)! I am apartment hunting. Technically we are apartment hunting, but I’m the one with the quasi-normal schedule, and I’m a bit controlling of…… Continue reading Home is where the heart is

Dating · Relationship

The Ex Files

I’m not really friends with anyone I’ve seriously dated for … reasons. Bogart, on the other hand, is pretty good friends with his ex. As someone with relatively little adult relationship experience, facing down someone else’s six-year history can be terrifying a smidge daunting at times. I’ve never committed to anything for six years, let alone paid it frequent visits…… Continue reading The Ex Files

Dating · Family · Friends · Relationship

Family values

I know, I know, I’m shit and I haven’t been writing, and I’m sorry. I actually started a post last week about how cutely gross/funny my relationship is, but I’m not feeling it at the moment, so you’re spared the schmoop. For now. Instead, I give you Anxiety Girl™. You’ve met her before (well some…… Continue reading Family values

Life · Relationship

Drink up

‘Dry January, you’re still doing that? That must be really tough for you.’ Apparently, I’ve managed to get a reputation as a bit of a drinker, although I have no idea how that happened. The thought of a month off began as just a tiny whisper at my birthday dinner. One of my best friends works…… Continue reading Drink up

Life · Relationship

Get movin’

A few months ago, despite my affection for the stoop and my generally awesome apartment, I started thinking about moving. I missed the neighbourhood I used to live in and I longed to live on my own again. Then along came Bogart. I talked about my apartment daydreams with him, and he sort of tiptoed around the idea…… Continue reading Get movin’