This is a followup post to my “boys are cowards” blog from Friday because I’ve gotten a substantial response and there are a few things I’d like to address.

The first thing is the nature of my failed relationships. My friend Ben asked if it was on purpose, that I broke up with the boys the way they asked me out. And upon rereading my post, I realize it does sound like that a bit. So I guess the first thing is really my defense. Continue reading “Girls are sometimes cowards too” →

So a few weeks ago, when I wrote Flummoxed, as a lot of you probably guessed, much of that story was true. That’s kind of what it’s like up in my head. I’m constantly realizing how socially inept I really am and, thus, constantly looking for ways to get out of social interactions. Sometimes, I swear this is true, I plan my bathroom use schedule around the times I know the least amount of people will be around. But that’s not what I want to talk about today. I want to talk about something else that I mentioned in Flummoxed that happens to be based on real life. The whole “being asked out” thing. Continue reading “Boys are cowards and other musings” →

I’m becoming unrecognizable to myself. What the hell is going on.

Not that anything went on. I’m not that unrecognizable. But still… geez. Continue reading “Two Boys, One Night” →