Valerie’s guide to making out

I bet you all were afraid I wouldn’t post any more after I quit the 100 days thing. Well you’re wrong.

I bet you all have been wondering what I’ve been doing with my brain in all this quiet and solitude…

Well, I’ve come up with a flow chart to help you decide when to, well… you know… Continue reading »

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Day 88 – wanna smell my fruitcake?

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 »

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Day 85 – the cool thing about breaking something…

So one of the most valuable things I’ve learned from hanging out with hackers so far (aside from: “Don’t put the lead in your mouth.“) is:

When you break something you get to put it back together in new ways.

I broke me – into a thousand sparkling pieces. I now get to put my life back together in cool new ways. That’s a pretty exciting prospect.

 

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Day 72 – Florence Frickin’ Nightingale

This one’s for you mama….

My mom spent her working years as a nurse. A member of that noble-hearted profession of caregivers, nurturers, comforters of the ailing. My mother also has a rather warped sense of humour. To this day, if you ask her how my dad broke his toe (something that happened well over 30 years ago now), you’ll get such a fit of tear streaming breathless giggles you won’t ever really get the story, Continue reading »

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Day 71 – live like a drunken monkey

Well, that’s just freaky! My ponderings over the last few days have been recollecting a piece I wrote before my website went up over 2 years ago. I think I had originally intended it to be my first post, but by the time I got the website up and running I had more interesting things to write about. So this piece sat… and apparently stewed in the back of my brain. All I remembered was something about Spiderman, and cursing out Renoir, and trying to figure out why you’d ever take on more than you can chew. Continue reading »

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