Yesterday, I did something so out of character I’m still not convinced it was really me out there. The boi had convinced me to join him for the Dyk3 March and next thing you know, I was marching through the streets. The last time I was in a parade was when the school made [...]

Alternately titled: hardwood floors aren’t meant for cuddling after the age of 25.
As I have not-so-subtly mentioned before, I have recently gotten in touch with my inner libertine and started sleeping around. My only excuse is that I’m lonely. I live alone, I work alone, and I have no friends in the city to call [...]