So burgunder and I have this general theory, which runs thusly:

It is difficult to say no to one redhead. It is nearly impossible to say no to two.Apparently, *being* a redhead does not actually make you immune to this ( Read more... )

Somewhere in Tel Aviv, my boyfriend is on a date with a nice, poly, vegan, Israeli girl. Me, I'm sitting in a park in Noho, feeling scared and silly and insecure. Never mind that I went on a date just a few days ago. Never mind that I have another one tonight. Never mind that Schuyler has never given me any reason to doubt him or how he feels about ( Read more... )

This was posted to a mailing list that I'm on. The author is Russell Brunelle, a very funny man. ( Poly-to-English Dictionary )

Sunday was full of ups and downs. I woke to a beautiful day and pestered Russell into going to Discovery Park, where we attempted a 3 mile hike though the woods and ran into Jeff and Joy. Unfortunately, my stompy paratrooper boots (the only suitable walking shoes I own) began giving me fearsome blisters, so I only finished 2 1/2 ish miles before ( Read more... )

I must have missed it...you know, that day in school where they pulled aside all the youngsters of my gender and taught them how to be...well, girly. I am the reasonable one. I don't throw things or scream obscenities when I'm angry. I don't sob helplessly, tear my hair, break my skin, when I'm hurt and upset. I don't walk around with my wounds ( Read more... )

I realized some time ago that what I truly want, way deep down in my primal heart, isn't really to be in a polyamorous relationship. No, no...what I want is for ME to be poly while my partners never look at anyone else again. Which isn't fair, of course...no matter how appealing the idea is ( Read more... )