I am my own worst enemy. I can take a simple situation, a natural pause between events, a tiny misunderstanding or the-world-isn't-working-like-I-expect thing and turn it into the apocalypse ( Read more... )

Last Tuesday, I had an hour-long phone conversation with Niki. It was great to hear from her, and very, very hard to deal with some of what I heard. I spent the next two days trying to figure out why - after all, we've been broken up for almost 2 years now ( Read more... )

The "lottery ticket" did not pay out. If I wasn't being so damnably oblique about these comments, you would all know that this is very bad news. Because I'm being obscure, you don't know that I have no clue how to deal with this, and no one with whom to deal with it with.

Well, I "bought the lottery ticket". Will it pay off?

I find myself really needing to talk to someone about something fairly important, mostly to see whether I'm being delusional, grasping at straws, or missing out on something that could really work ...

I'd even answer my phone for this ...

Being a grown-up hurts. A lot.

You've all heard, no doubt, about the various marathons and other events that happen on and around Kelly and West River Drives. What you might not know if you don't live north of the Schuylkill River is that the larger the event, the more disruption it causes to those northern dwellers ( Read more... )

I'm much better at sitting and watching at parties than doing the "small talk" thing. Never had much training at it (which is rather a pattern - normal things that normal people do normally that I've somehow managed to completely miss the lessons on). I've sort of forced myself to learn (being called a "space spider from Mars, come to spy on the ( Read more... )

When I was 30ish and newly single (I broke up with T/D in March 1990, though I'm pretty sure she broke up with me about six months earlier in a manner of speaking), I made some rather major changes in my life. I took the opportunities offered and went off to explore them. I joined BiUnity, PhAG (Philadelphia Area Gaylaxians (the local chapter of ( Read more... )

This isn't the post I want to make right now, but I once again can't quite bring myself to type the stuff I want(need) to, so this will have to do instead ( Read more... )