What a World We Live In — Junkified

There is nothing better than receiving an unasked for Dick PIC on a beautiful Friday morning.  Seriously, what has this world come to.  You can’t even have a drink with a man without him assuming that’s code for “please send me a picture of your flaccid penis.” Maybe I’m getting old, but is this really…

Dicks and Guns

When someone pisses you off, drink a beer and go shoot something.  Sound advice my friends — sound advice.  This is what I will be doing tonight to let off some much needed steam.  After four long weeks of emotional fuck me over, I still have not completely rid myself of a dick of a…

Ain’t Nothing Gonna Break My Stride

TGIF………..Tomorrow.  It’s been one hell of a week, and I’m ready to find myself some good old distractions.  Like my aunt always said, “The best way to get over a guy is to get under another.”  I’ve personally never rolled that way, but there’s always a first time.  I could be all talk.  OK, I’m…

Day 1 — HOPING still

Last night I wrote (drunkenly) about hope for the future.  I hope to find love and happiness  in 2017 because truly that is all that is missing in my life.  Two very important things “love” and “happiness” — what is life without them? Hard.  Life is hard without love and happiness.  People claim that you…

Ahhhfuckit!

It’s nine o’clock in the morning, and it looks like it’s gonna be a frigg’n kick ass day.  Friday has an advantage over the rest of the days of the week, simply because it has it’s own slogan: TGIF, or as I like to say it TFGIF… Anywaaaaayyys….. enough about Friday; let’s talk about something…

Call Me Picky

  My friends call me picky, and maybe they’re right.  It’s entirely possible I’ve lost the ability to settle for anything less than exactly what I want.  I may be anxious, and I may get lonely at times, but I’m not built for settling.   After 2 weeks of tindering back and forth, I met…

Sheriff Pre-date Anxiety

Fourteen days ago, I matched with a sheriff on Tinder.  A tallish, tattoo’d, family loving sheriff.  At least that’s what I think I know about this man.  I’ve done my homework and checked his references, and so far so good.  He texts me “Good morning pretty lady” when I wake, and “Sleep well pretty lady”…

Date Night or Fright Night

It has occured to me that my romance skills might be a little out of date and practice.  It has, in fact, been over 3.5 years since I was in a romantic relationship, so it’s safe to say, I’ve likely lost the touch: not that I had much of one to begin with. Dating is…

Chronicles of Online Dating

Dating…. (sigh).  I don’t know exactly when this happened, but dating is no longer something I look forward to. My last relationship ended almost three years ago, and after a year off to find myself, I stepped back into the dating world.  The last time I was single, I was 34, and I remember it…