Did I ever mention that the adage, “If it ain’t one thing, it’s something else” will be the title of my future autobiography? Because it seems to apply more to my life than anything else.
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It’s just where I was in his head. I was suddenly drained of all that power I’d had. I began ranting like a mad-(wo)man. I mean, what was the point of the sexual revolution brought on by the 60’s and all this new-age liberal belief that we were in control of our sexual identities and that we should own our desires if, at the end of the day, we had to go slinking back into our Victorian igloos, maintaining a false sense of propriety and blue-balling ourselves mercilessly just to seem pure enough to pull in a man?
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I hugged myself as I walked down the street. I even lost myself in my haze of self-pity and shed a few tears on the bus. As I walked the final few blocks home, I felt like I was in one of those early 2000’s teen dramas – you know where the beautiful heroine has just been forced to eat a bit of humble pie and she’s walking down the street, dejected and alone, maybe there’s a little Michelle Branch playing in the background. I thought there was nothing I wanted to do more than lie in bed, cry my eyes out, and go to work the next day secure in the belief that I was meant to be alone and pitiable.
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I have a confession to make. I’m not really black. I’m really a pure-blood Irishman who got locked in a Hollywood Tans booth for hours on end, for three consecutive days. Do you believe that? … You do!? Screw you. You can kiss my Big, Black, Beautiful, Bodacious, Benevolent Butt. (That was alliteration…bitches) Ok, for-like-seriously-though, [...]
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I talk to myself. I talk to myself a lot. I talk to myself to the point that most would consider unhealthy. This is why I blog. I don’t blog to avoid talking to myself. On the contrary, I blog in supplement of talking to myself, and I have no shame. I do it proudly. [...]
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So, is it ok to be friends with your coworkers? Has that been figured out yet? Because I know it’s a debate – with some people saying that it’s good to make friends wherever you can find them, and others insisting that you leave work at work. And I suppose the latter makes sense. I [...]
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