1000 miles away… he will make it be known

I’m setting aside my awkward encounters for a cute post. One that encompasses everything that is right with men. Men — that is, not boys. If a man wants something he will make it happen. Plain and simple. I could stop there but this is a blog, not twitter. I am not limited to 42 characters so I…

Such a Sexy song.

The New Yorker sent me this song. Can’t seem to get it out of my head… and now, you press right up against my lungs see you, you whisper to me “let’s just go” cause yeah, I’ve got bags and bags and bags of summer-time love yeah, I’ve got bags and bags if you want…

My Butterflies are turning into Pterodactyls

This is precisely why I started this blog. I feel as though things like this don’t happen to normal people. I don’t think that I am normal — I think that there is something quite wrong with me. I talk to strangers. Ok, this man is not quite a complete stranger… but he does live across…

I’m a CrossFit bitch, bitching about men…

I’m a CrossFit bitch. At least that’s what Penny calls me — “You’re a CrossFit bitch.” And when you say it you have to put emphasis on every syllable and say it kind of quickly with some attitude. She seems to think that people who go to CrossFit have to tell everyone that they go…