This Was Never Once About Her Face.

Current Status: Attempting not to let the little things stab my soul. I mean, upon closer inspection, it’s inconsequential really. Life is generally fairly good right now, despite the awful political climate, minor health quibbles (of my own doing), friends’ tragedies and struggles, handymen nonsense, and the reminders that one’s exes are everywhere at once … Continue reading →

Weighty Matters

Right, so, I was hanging out with a dear friend at her place last night. We’d had a raincheck for awhile — we’d made a promise that we wouldn’t watch the new version of It without the other. Someway, somehow, we managed to keep that date, despite the 1,001 responsibilities we have right now (and, … Continue reading →

Twitter For the Desperate.

This happened a little while ago. Random guy follows me on Twitter. I check out his profile page. We’ve politics in common, seemingly so. Because of this, I follow back. Direct Message “chat” goes as follows:   Random Guy: How are you doing? Me: Relatively well. You? Random Guy: I’m fine thanks. I’m XXXXXX XXXX from … Continue reading →

The Curse of Being Broke

There’s a curse that this particular Jennings girl suffers. Because my sisters are wealthy (and I’ll explain what I mean by that in a bit), the curse hasn’t affected them much as of late. People keep vanishing from my life, and it’s not necessarily within my control. Old loves, new friends and acquaintances, that sort … Continue reading →

Online Dating Field Notes

Match.com Boy, has this site changed since I was last on it back in 2010. Apparently, the company figured out a sneaky way to wrest more money out of their customers. The trick is to completely ignore set preferences just so that, out of desperation, the customer “power(s) up” their profile by paying more money … Continue reading →

Christmas Gifts I Won’t Buy My Nephews (2017 edition)

YAY! It’s that wonderful time in the year again! Well, for kids anyway. Everyone else, not so much. It’s often the same: Women wind up taking over the majority of the preparations, often on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Men wind up (literally) in Christmas lights, unsure as to what’s going on or how … Continue reading →

Singletown, again.

Right, so I may be looking for a rebound, but I’m not sure. At my age, rebounds seem as if they’d be just as exhausting as an all-out relationship. I think the last relationship I was in was kind of a rebound, one that lasted seven years. I’d been long unable to let go of … Continue reading →