And so, my dignity firmly over the (apparently nearby) horizon, I caved like a badly-made soufflé midweek and used my phone for what it was meant to be used for. The following events take place between Saturday, 9am and Sunday, 3am. tSN: Hi.:) (first sign of incredible weakness – a SMILEY) MrT: Hey how are […]
So here’s my question. If everyone is so obsessed with finding love, making movies about love, writing songs about love, talking about love, analyzing love, sometimes even stalking love…- if everyone wants to fall in love so much, why is it so hard to then? I mean, logic dictates that if there’re a bunch of […]
Phones can be so incompliant. No matter how long you stare at them, they refuse to ring. Or buzz. Or go shove the shoulder of the person you want to holla and MAKE THEM TALK TO YOU. Sigh. I was once again, willing WITH ALL MY MIGHT Mr. T. to text me. The ultimate female […]
