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Love is a battlefield

March 1, 2010

Tongue Yoga And Other Important Things of Note

So, there’s this guy I made out with a bunch the second week I moved to San Francisco. And, I have no idea if he reads this blog or if he knows my last name or if he’s going to find this and feel like I’m sort of a bad person for writing about him, but I’m about to start asking men I meet to sign a release form, in which I say, “NO SIGN, NO KISS.” Not that I ...

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February 5, 2010

21

The How-To Guide On How To Be Really, Really Fickle

When it comes to love and dating and all that “fun” stuff, there are two people actually calling the shots: the person I want to be and the person I, at the end of the day, am. And, I’m beginning to think that, at some point, one of them is going to have to die the hell off, because I’m sick of trying to satisfy both parts of myself, especially when the person I actually am is the person that is getting what they want. Funny way that Universe works, huh?

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January 18, 2010

20

Being Way Too Mature While Playing Pretty Pretty Princess

Now, I’ve never seen the Curious Case of Benjamin Button, but I’m quite sure that I would relate well to the whole GROWING UP BACKWARDS thing. Because, I truly believe I have. These past few weeks have consisted of massive brain dumps about past hangups and how to move forward in a healthy, kind of awesome, but really secretly amazing way. And, of course, the most difficult part of moving forward is examining what it is that’s been holding us ...

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January 12, 2010

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The Delicate Anatomy of a Crush

Emotions are the weirdest things. Since moving back to the Bay Area, I’ve started the mental checklist of boys that were once priorities. The guys that could make me smile until my cheeks started to ache. The guys that would make my heart sink if they didn’t answer a phone call or a text message. The guys that, at one point or another, were in every corner of my mind and had all of my attention.
Then, one day, I woke ...

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