Miss Eden (a.k.a Phoray) is one of those young women who looks at her own life and circumstances, methodically works out who she is and what she wants, and then goes for it. She is one of the twenty-somethings that many of us who are older wish we had been. Enjoy!
Before coming into my own dominance, I dated vanilla from 16 to 23. As soon as my last vanilla relationship became official, the boy in question entered a depression that led to laziness and apathy concerning me. Despite that, … Continue Reading
I had my little ‘waaahh’ moments over my trip to meet e, so it’s time I wrote a little about the ‘yay’ moments: enjoyable things that e and I got up to during my visit.
Firstly, I cannot say enough times how amazing e was in looking after me while I was there. I would not expect any boy who I thought had potential to go “Well, no chemistry… have fun in my city won’t you? Buh-bye now…”, but I would not have been surprised (nor would I have blamed him) if he had backed off a little from all … Continue Reading
My new favourite term: Carly-Simoning – present participle of Carly-Simon (Verb) Origin: I made it up! Related to the song “You’re so vain“, and particularly the line, “You’re so vain, I’ll bet you think this song is about you…”
Definition: When you think something is about you, but it’s not, you are Carly-Simoning. Usage: I wasn’t even talking about you! You are completely Carly-Simoning! Note: Carly-Simoning is the new black…
My 11yo niece thinking I am awesome and actually asking me for music suggestions.
I am doing fine. Thank you all for the kind thoughts and the support. I appreciate it very much.
It is disappointing, but I was pretty careful not to get too emotionally invested in it before meeting, so while it is sad, it is not really a heart-bruise, if you know what I mean. It’s more that I was so hopeful and the hopes are now dashed than dealing with the pain of “I truly thought he was the one”. There is sadness and disappointment and there are random swimmy depressing thoughts, but not ‘hurt’, if you know what I … Continue Reading
I wrote this on the plane, feeling an exhausted self pity and loneliness.
Please don’t read too much into it. It is the ultimate in self indulgent crap, really, and like all of these things, it is a moment’s snippet and while it lingers a little, it is already over and I am not wailing or tearing my hair out. It will dissipate soon enough when I have had some sleep and recalibrated a little. I just figure that if I am sharing things here, well, there are these moments also.
I don’t generally drink much: I am kind of a lightweight with the drinking.
However, I am cleaning up this place that I have been staying in for about 12 days, and there are five empty wine bottles in the corner. In addition to this domestic drinkery, most nights I have gone to e’s place where we have a few drinks, then we go out, maybe to dinner, maybe to a bar, and… yes, you guessed it… have a drink… or two, maybe three.