Personal Blogging – The voice

Once you start really ‘getting into’ blogging – you discover a world full of people that have something to say. There’s an insane amount of bloggers out there in the universe (a freakishly high amount of which seem to reside in India, where blogging is still hot and happening, apparently) and each and every one

Tinder Tales – Picky

Opening lines are hard in online dating. I know. I’ve been there (that one whole time last week, but hey, I HAVE been there!). Scratch that. Online dating is hard. As a whole. In its entirety. Totally and completely. Scratch that. LOVE is hard. The finding it, building it and keeping it. But that is

Nightly Mysteries: Solved!

Nothing is more annoying than waking up tired when you went to bed at a decent hour and are expecting to start the day fully rested. At least, not in my book. I take that as a personal affront. Alas, this has been my fate the past two weeks. It’s a mystery to me, how

Rough starts and bumpy endings.

Sports have never really been mah thang, perse. Even though I’ve always been active in one thing or another – I do not consider them mah thang. Mostly because my body is not very subtle in letting me know that it hates anything resembling movement by breaking at every possible seam in every possible way.

Fiercely Villainous

There’s two sides to every story, so I’ve come to learn in my life growing up. It’s, however, the willingness to be open to both that is a real lesson to learn. It’s a work in progress, for me. As a child from a family split down the middle and torn in strife, with parents

Demons

Me and my demons are intimately acquainted. I spent a good long while hunting them all down. Getting to know their ways. Learning their names. Hearing their stories and listening to their whispers. I found the places they dwell, the nooks and crannies where they hide. I’ve discovered their purposes and their preferences. Know the

Tinder Tales – Anal.

The unthinkable happened folks!The world must be coming to an end! Apocalypse is nigh! Hell hath frozen over and the flying monkeys are soon to descend from Walhalla. I sent someone a first message. On a dating site. For actual dating. SHOCKING. I KNOW! I made the first move. Which, in many ways is UNIQUE!Throughout

Bieber Fever

There’s days that I am EXTREMELY happy to be a woman. Most days, actually, but some days that happiness level gets bumped up a little bit more. Yesterday was such a day. After being cooped up in the house for way too long again work-wise (darn lockdown! <-obligatory COVID remark) I get to drag my

From bad to worse

Can you relate?Sometimes I watch things that are SO painfully accurate for my life that I just sit there nodding my head: ‘Yup. That’sa me.’ And coincidentally: that’s recognition is VERY rarely a positive occasions. It’s usually the painful ‘Oh god. Preach.’ Iliza says it perfectly (and a lot more fun when you actually watch

Brainzzz ajumble.

My mind is a mess today. Sort of. My brain does that to me, every once in a while. Bastard. It goes full rogue rebellion on me and clamors for mutiny at the top of it’s non-existent voice. It’s a hard concept to describe, this type of mess that I mean, but I’ll make an