Awkward
Another awkward blog about my relationship troubles…
When did I become the Cathy of Sad Sigh? And is Cathy even a relevant comparison anymore? Didn’t even SHE get married? Should I have said Bridget Jones? Or is THAT too outdated too. Oof. See? I’m even awkward about writing about relationships.
At the beginning of 2008, I [...]
Antipodean Slang
Are you tired of seeing me type ‘Antipodean’ yet? Well too fucking bad.
Here’s the layout:
Antipodean slang word:
Approximate English meaning:
Why it makes me Sad:
Let’s go!
Persistently Psst’d At
I was standing in front of Abe’s firm (sans Abe) waiting to cross the street when some dude on a bike went, “Psst” at me while riding by across the street. My first thought was gross, but then he kept doing it! He rode a couple more yards, psst’d again, then rode some more, and [...]
Sad.Sigh Down Under - Part 5
11.19.08 - Bondi
That’s pronounced Bon-Dye, you Yankees.
In the morn, prior to boarding the free shuttle from our Central City hostel to the one in Bondi, which is a suburb of Syndey on the beach, I needed caffeine like a mother, and went straight to the… you guessed it, Starbucks. The reasoning behind this American superiority [...]
CBD - Update V
Went on my first Crazy Blind Date last week.
It was fun. We met at Flatiron Lounge, (a butt-ass expensive bar in the Flatiron, natch), and we shook hands, got a seat at the bar, and I got a Scotch. Usually a signifier of a good evening.
Here’s the thing. I’ve already pretty much come to the [...]