I threw out a tub of butter today.‘His‘ butter. We both favored different brands of margarine enough for me to compromise and just buy my own brand AND his to stop the complaints. So we each had our own tub of butter in my fridge. Me and the ex. And as mine ran out lastContinue reading “Return to self”
Monthly Archives: August 2020
Curl Conundrum
You hear it all the time – the grass is greener on the other side. Especially…. When it comes to hair. Chicks and hair man. There’s a constant battle for ya. A struggle. A war. A fight. Do you put them up, pull them back, keep em loose or just shave ’em off altogether? DoContinue reading “Curl Conundrum”
The ‘Where’s Waldo’ love-quest.
There’s something interesting about knowing how things work. As in, there’s intoxicating power in knowing the functionality, hacks and tricks hiding behind concepts that not everyone understands. Take multiple choice exams, for instance. Once you figure out the basic tips of how to eliminate the two obviously-wrong answers (by either erasing the odd ones outContinue reading “The ‘Where’s Waldo’ love-quest.”
It’s such a cover-up!
I’ve never really been a homely person. My interests for interior styling never really transcended beyond ‘I need a bed, couch, tv and dishwasher‘ as the bare essentials to feel at home (because fuuuuuuck I hate doing dishes). The fact that there’s pillows, plants and thingamabobs in my house can be blamed solely on theContinue reading “It’s such a cover-up!”
The unseen.
Sometimes I find words floating around my brain that just refuse to be ignored. They beg to be put in lines and eternalized in something more than just my brain. And with their bouncing around my brain comes a rhythm and demand. Followed by them clawing at the inside of my skull until I allowContinue reading “The unseen.”
That sinking feeling
Sometimes I get stuck on things. It’s not something I mean to do, or that I can consciously control. It’s not something I usually understand or that I know how to change. Sometimes I just get stuck on things. There’s a lot of jokes, stand up comedy and movies about the female capability to holdContinue reading “That sinking feeling”
Tinder Tales – Virtually unique.
Tinder is often seen as the promiscuous den of the dating debauched (and unsuccessful). Something which, as my years tick on (and the faces on it remain quite unchanging) is becoming painfully obvious. Throughout the past 4 years I’ve been on Tinder on and off (mostly off, because my tolerance for the inherent dip-shit levelsContinue reading “Tinder Tales – Virtually unique.”
A case of the Spongebob-Brain
Today I’m having a Spongebob-brain kind of day.Spongebob, you might ask?Well, you know, that silly yellow sponge from Bikini Bottom who’s always getting in trouble. Because who lives in a pineapple under the sea? A central pillar of my (extended) youth and inspiration on many fronts – is he. There’s always been a lot ofContinue reading “A case of the Spongebob-Brain”
Being my own masterpiece.
My life is one of duality. Of blacks and whites and polar opposites. I thrive on extremes and contrasts and at the same time envy those who can walk the middle road and find the grey areas between all those edges. But my own personal desire for picking sides often leads to the very divideContinue reading “Being my own masterpiece.”
Personal blogging – Risky business
‘I understand that it’s been a really long time since we’ve talked, and maybe this is a bit strange coming from me but I read your blog and…’ This sentence. Is. So. Flippin’. Awesome.An ex-colleague of mine (from way back when I was still slaving away at McDonalds) sent me a message last week aboutContinue reading “Personal blogging – Risky business”
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