I attended a lecture by multimedia artist Barbara Hammer and fretted over the little money in my wallet at an Alice Hills gig.
I understand more than enough to convey to Thomas that the woman is frankly zany.
P.S. To a certain someone who is reading this blog: shhhhh... Your mouth is a tomb, remember?
For our next date, choose the color you want me to wear. Again, your choices are black and blue.
...or my exaggerated notes of a drunken speech to Eleni on the popular rules of dating.
I see my mother in the fat // of my chin, my father // in the moles that pepper // my skin.
Of my own departure, now these many months later, I will say that it was never my intention to stay.
Let's just say that I had a good time.
She has a metal ring through her labia. Yes, I am watching that closely.
This is definitely not my typical post. I admit to being an unrepentant romantic. And it’s the Hallmark Holiday! So… …a virtual hug to my friend, Vicki, for my SpongeBob Squarepants Valentine’s
I had set up three dates, connections with people that I had met via my network connections or the ever-helpful Craigslist.