Oops.

My friends have been collectively rolling their eyes at me since January. I am wasting my time missing the wrong guy and I know that. I would love to not be, but that's beyond my control. So I sit around burning silently, with no end in sight. Ever the optimist, I am trying to find…

Turnabout is fair play.

I sat down at the table across from him, hoping the thoughts running through my head weren't rolling out like a ticker tape banner across my face. I had the wonderful misfortune of inheriting my Grandmother's Irish green eyes and the temper to match. I'm not good at keeping my feelings to myself, though most…

Celibate silence.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=2ll1DrlZgqk My number one frustration is losing the ability to put words together when I'm not intimately involved. I don't know what happens, but at certain point my hands go still and my brain starts to overflow with the excess of adjectives I've run out of room for. I still choke on the details, I…

Martini Honest.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P00HMxdsVZI I worked a ridiculous week and haven't eaten in 3 days. I lose my appetite when I'm frustrated and stressed out. Food feels foreign in my mouth and I'm tied into a lovely, sexually frustrated, square knot. Running isn't helping and the tendonitis in my elbow is derailing my workouts, so I have too…

Submission

One of the main tenets of conquering addiction is admitting that you are powerless over it. Submission offers the promise of relief from the suffering. Except when it comes to Mr. McHotstuff. I'm down with submitting but more along the lines of scratching this miserable itch than in hopes of getting him out of my…