Expletives can be good
I’ve always been a wee bit daffy, so the additional daffiness of pain-brain, combined with the clumsiness of my brain’s shoddy un-mapping, re-mapping, or possibly… Read More »Expletives can be good
I’ve always been a wee bit daffy, so the additional daffiness of pain-brain, combined with the clumsiness of my brain’s shoddy un-mapping, re-mapping, or possibly… Read More »Expletives can be good
The point is this: love is portable. Real, solid love can handle time and distance. I’ve been saying that for a very long time. I… Read More »International group post: Love is portable
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It took roughly three weeks to recover from the move. For much of that time, everything was bathed in a whitish sheen, and getting more… Read More »Getting the important things settled
We all know the old trope: half full, or half empty? I worked at Borland, which means, I worked with highly capable engineers who were accustomed… Read More »Half-glassed — a metaphor for flexibility
I met Rosalie about 15 years ago, when she put me up for my dad’s second wedding. I fell in love with her on sight,… Read More »Rosalie’s gold
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I’ve gotten some interesting responses to my marathon proposal, some of them very worried, bless their excellent, loving hearts. I feel I owe some explanation.… Read More »Marathon — second thoughts
I’m behind on my articles, but it’s been an awful week on the internet, with a remarkably slimy predator spreading poison and deceipt like I… Read More »Obsidian drive
I use endearments because I’m an affectionate person. “Sweetie” and “honey” and (my personal favorite) “sweet pea” are terms I use whenever the urge strikes.… Read More »"Angel" in my mouth