So, I’ve a friend just starting to get into online dating, which has caused and new budding branch to our usual conversation. This afternoon we got talking about pick-up lines, awkward moments, and those weird things you end up saying. So I told her about the time I asked a guy if he wanted to smell my fruitcake. Continue reading
It occurred to me while watching very bad movie: good dialog has a natural flow to it. Bad writing just uses dialog to further your plot points (very naughty to try and play God!). So I decided to take advantage of being on the streets downtown today to eavesdrop on some conversations to see what a natural one actually sounds like. Continue reading
I’m a little sister of a big brother – my first and most engaging playmate. I was at least as interested in GI Joes as Barbies, and found killer football waaaay more fun than playing princess. One of my favourite childhood memories is of my brother and I tossing toy soldier paratroopers off a high cliff (at least it was very high in my child sized brain) and chasing after them over and over again. Yep, I was a hard-core tomboy right from the get go.
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It’s Valentine’s Day, single and flaked out on the couch, what better time to reminisce about that dating thing I vaguely remember doing. Continue reading
I’d like to have a good answer to the question how I managed to get to be thirty eight and still be single. Continue reading
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