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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’


That awkward moment

I can be an awkward person. This shouldn’t be news to anyone, but I think the depths of said awkwardness might be something of a surprise to some. On the surface — most of the time, anyway — I have my shit pretty together. Every now and then, however, I devolve right back to high school Steph and…… Continue reading That awkward moment