Apartment-hunting can be a soul crushing royal pain in the behind, so yesterday I copped out and took the easy way out on my response to What’s the best piece of advice you ever gave someone that you failed to take yourself? In doing so, I totally pissed in the face of my own all … More Day 21 – (amendment)
I can be a flirty type as long as it doesn’t involve people. Ideas is where the chemistry happens. There’s one in particular, which started off as a little harmless flirtation, then bloomed into a full blown on-again off-again thing that’s been going on for years. It never works out, of course, for reasons x, … More The Twisted Edge
Continuing on the series about the happy facts of my day-to-day here… While my Wednesday night sweethearts are probing the mysteries of “What’s this?” (for single nearby object) “What’s that?” (for single faraway object) “What are these?” (for plural… have you caught on yet?) and “What are those?” my Thursday night budding terrorists will be mangling the following: Play … More Thursday in the life of…
As I enter the final third of my life here after the ushering in of the Year of the Dragon, I thought it would be a good idea to sprinkle this here blog with a little bit about what on earth I’m doing here in the first place. Wednesdays are my Mondays, the beginning of … More Wednesday in the life of…
If you’re going to be lonely it’s best to do it in a city where you know no one. To be lonely in a city where you know many, and many know you, is the worst kind of loneliness. There is no excuse for it. It is more pathetic than regular loneliness, the right kind. … More Pre
Rebecca Fisseha, Writer. 