On two separate occasions in recent memory, I was called upon to act like a girl. The first time came when we were visiting a quaint little town in Oregon with the beau’s parents. The beau and his dad decided they wanted...
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So. Bad news. In exactly two months from today, I will be on a plane to Belize. I...
Read MoreI saw the story about Neil Patrick Harris and David Burka in Out magazine via a link on Gawker last week, and was quickly enamored of this quote: “What defines a relationship is the work that’s involved to maintain it, and...
Read MoreThe beau snuggled in, wrapping his arm around me tighter. He leaned forward for a kiss and held his face in front of mine, gazing tenderly into my eyes. “Get off,” I moaned, “I can’t breathe.” Okay, so it’s hard for me to be...
Read More2012. Ehhhh. I was dreading the new year. In fact I still am, because come on. A year featuring a presidential election and end-of-the-world mania? A year in which our grasp of civil liberties grows more...
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How can someone else ever really know you? How can someone else know the fictional lives that play...
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Welp, here I am. Firmly ensconced in my thirties. 30 always seemed a bit tenuous, like I could...
Read MoreYou know what sucks? Waking up in the middle of the night from a dream in which Santa Claus is making you cry. MOVING ON, THEN. As usual I’m a mite gut-wrenched about this post because it is just so casual and personal,...
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As I hurtle ever closer to 31, I’m starting to get a little… panicky. Unlike others,...
Read MoreI was walking to the post office this morning, briskly. Bag slung from my shoulder, package under one arm. Suddenly, maybe 20 paces ahead, a guy turned the corner from one street onto mine, heading the same direction as me. The...
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