I am fat ( Read more... )

I was skimming my Facebook feed this morning on the bus, as is not uncommon for me to do. As is also not uncommon, I came across a post from a friend (don't remember who, presumably one of my pro-gun southern buddies) linking a letter to the editor in some newspaper that may or may not have been fake (I didn't bother to look it up, because its ( Read more... )

I've been having some trouble sleeping lately. This is not really news, but the other night when I was lying in bed trying unsuccessfully to fall asleep, a sudden inspiration came to me, a little bit because of the insomnia, a little bit due to the result of some thoughts I've been having about my love life in general. I suddenly recalled some ( Read more... )

I wrote a bit ago about the importance of the word "I." I touched on its uses in diplomacy, and while I can't recall whether I said strictly that there are exceptions or not, I would like to revisit that now, thanks to some topics that have been swirling around in my head of late ( Read more... )

...it still hurts ( Read more... )

It's not just that I want kisses ( Read more... )

"Hey, babe." A familiar set of arms encircled my waist from behind, and I could feel the amusement as his voice tickled my ear. "Whatcha doin' out here ( Read more... )

"Sigh. I miss kissing."
"But don't you have makeout sessions with your friends now and again? That doesn't count?"
"It does and it doesn't. It certainly curbs the craving, but what I *really* want is... someone new. That thrill of not knowing when or whether they're going to kiss you, and when they do, of discovering how you like them to, the mystery ( Read more... )

...long title. Sorry about that. That's kind of what I feel this is, anyway, or what I would like it to be ( Read more... )

( Christmas Wishes )