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Weekend Coffee Share: Distractions

This week, if we were gossiping over coffee, we’d probably have done it while getting our nails done. That took close to forever earlier today! I wasn’t going to get them done, but I’d peeled the shellac off from when I’d done them before, right before New Year’s, and it tore my nails up underneath. I was afraid that with them being so vulnerable, they’d break, and I had already cut them shorter than I like… actually I bit them. I don’t do it often, but when one of them breaks, I get some strange satisfaction out of biting the rest to the same length as the broken one.

Anyway, I went to get my nails done even though I can’t really afford to do that at the moment, and ran into my roommate.

Who had already been there for over an hour…

And we were there for close to 2 hours before both of our nails were finally complete…

But the final result looks pretty good, if I do say so myself!

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Weekend Coffee Share: Starting Over

This weekend, if we were talking over coffee, we’d be doing so at the counter height breakfast table. I just finished cleaning up the kitchen from making my oatmeal. Made enough to last me all week, so that’s a plus. No worries about breakfast the rest of the week; just measure out a single serving, add sugar and butter, and nuke it in the microwave for half a minute, and breakfast is done!

It’s all part of my new attempt to actually have a schedule. I know I do better when I have one, and I had planned to have a schedule set up by now, but I’ve been more concerned about Life (capital letter intended) to really sit down and create one.

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Don’t Apologize for Wanting Respect!

I’ve had some time to think over this holiday break, and I’ve come to several conclusions: yes, there is drama in my life, and yes, I am complicated because my brain doesn’t work like most other people’s brains do, and yes, I do try too hard in my interactions with the opposite sex, but in spite of all of that, I’ve learned that some of my man issues stem from me expecting to be respected and treated like an equal.

I know! Imagine a woman expecting to be viewed as an equal to her romantic partner in 2016 (almost 2017)! I should be ashamed of myself for not being prepared to please my man with a sandwich whenever he asks for it.

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2016 officially sucks…

So. It’s two days until Christmas. I woke up this morning, excited! Yesterday, they told me that the other guy’s insurance was gonna cover the rental car, my email showed me that Sense 8 Season 2 is finally about to start (and there is a Christmas episode uploaded now!!), and Goodreads Guy graced me with an email and a naughty photo…

Haven’t heard from him in quite a while, and didn’t expect to hear from him ever again, to be honest.

And yet, there he was. In my email, saying he was “just thinking about [me].”

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Merry Midwinter 2016!

As we celebrate the turning of the wheel and the sun coming back, so too am I back… Well, for today anyway.

It’s been a while since I wrote, and I need to vent a little bit. So, I guess I’m being a little selfish on this Solstice, but everyone deserves a moment of selfishness every once in a while. It’s been a particularly strange couple of weeks lately, and all I want right now is a stiff drink and a hot bath and maybe a Midol… or five!

Since last I wrote, the semester has finished, I’ve checked a couple of Tinderfellas off the list, made progress (sort of… maybe?) with the one Tinderfella I already knew, and, oh yeah, got rear-ended by a semi-truck.

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Weekend Coffee Share: The trouble with boys…

This weekend, if we were talking over our frappuccinos (it’s still too hot in Texas for hot coffee), I’d tell you that things are up and down all over the place in my little realm of the world! On the upside, I’m still talking to the Gym Guy (I want to think reader Rowena for that nickname). He seems genuinely sweet, and while there are some concerns, I’m still reserving final judgment until we’ve actually met face to face.

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