I’m In Love & Shit


We were lying down on the twin-sized mattress she claimed as a bed in the loft space she shared with two other roommates. Our bodies were on top of a bizarre dinosaur themed quilt she’d picked up second hand years ago and insisted on carting along with her on her travels. I couldn’t help thinking […]

I’m Garbage With Girls


There’s a cute girl who works for UPS that comes by my office almost everyday. She makes my gaydar ping so last week I decided to be bold and finally say something to her. What suave statement did I make to get her attention? Did I tell her the color brown suited her? That it […]

On Being Single: Part 23478230


Here we find ourselves again. I’d like to say that like a fine wine, I’ve gotten better with age – but replace “better” with “lamer” and you’ve got yourself a more accurate description of my current affect. Okay, then maybe replace “lamer” with “tamer” because that sounds better and also I’m sorry I’m making you […]

Stress: IRL


Pressure. Stress. Anxiety. Worry. Woe. No matter what you call it we can all agree on the common variable that the aforementioned is not enjoyable, nor is it something we like to experience. However, it inevitably happens – and we can’t always control the triggers that bring it to be the bull in the china shop of our […]

My Actual Dating Life


This isn’t the first time I’ve devoted an entire blog entry to the topic at large, and I’m sure as shit it won’t be the last. The people in my life seem to like me and as a result I am constantly showered with the sentiment of; “But you’re so great! I don’t understand why […]

A Letter To Myself, Part Duex


Almost a year ago, at the dawn of my reemergence into the great Beehive State – I wrote a blog entry that was entitled: “An Open Letter to Myself.” In this letter I not only offered up advice to yours truly that I’m sure as shit I didn’t take; but I also challenged myself about […]

What Is This Life, Part Deux


The other week so many cosmic clusterfucks happened that I couldn’t help but to stop and expel one of my favorite questions out loud to exactly no one at all: “What IS this life?” Nearly two years ago, in this very same blog, I pondered that profound inquiry (read that entry here) I was 27-years-young […]