It’s Saturday afternoon.

2:00 pm.

Ryan has just finished his last football game of the season.

Undefeated. What a way to ring out the year.

I can hardly contain my excitement…I have a secret…

We walk to the car.

I open the door. We get inside.

Ryan: “So, where are we off too now?”

Neely: “It’s a secret. Here…drink this…”

I pass him a cold travel mug of ( Read more... )

“Forgive me friends…

For it has been 2 months to the day, since my last confession…”

Ha…I kill me J

What can I say except that things have a funny way of happening, when you least expect them too. You can plan all ya want for progress, for preparedness, for success… but sometimes…just sometimes…timing has a mind of its own…

A different agenda in ( Read more... )

Vulnerable=2
Neely=0

And its goin into overtime.
Fack.

You see, it's soo much simpler being single. 
You're in control. You're in charge.  You know all teh answers cuz yer teh only one that matters.
You know...that ole #1 theory...

But when you add another variable to an otherwise set in stone ritual, that's when teh water gets murky.

Clarity.
Thats what I ( Read more... )

Cars.
What can I say about em?
Except that I love em when they drive, and I hate them when they  dont.
And I especially hate them when I am a single gerl and dont know what to do.
I just bought my Civic 3 months ago.
I now have to buy a new engine. 
Fack.
Did I mention Fack?

So yeah…

Had a date on Monday….

Then on Tuesday…

And took a much needed sleeping break last night….

This just in:   rad J

Everytime I think about this I have to stop. 
Everytime I try and write about it I need to stop.

Sometimes I even wish I could go back there...but then I stop...

That was the beauty of my "routine" in Victoria. 
I had everybody fooled. I had pushed my old friends aside for new ones, and I was fooling them. My work and dance company (in the beginning) ( Read more... )

It’s 4:35 a.m.

I am pulling out from my rock star parking spot on Richards street coming form a night of Trance-Tastic tunes at the Red Room...

Just another epic Saturday night…

I turn the corner and I hear the all too familiar sound of clink clink going on under my seat.

The lights go on…

Yes…I DID bring that bottle of Spiced Rum with me. 
For those ( Read more... )

Its 6:00 a.m.
I've been plotting up this same elypitical hill for 35 minutes.  
Nay...345 calories worth of sweat, runny nose, and glory.

It is here that I will find a mate.
Oh yes.

I cool down, take a drink of water, and I do 3 sets of  20 on the Hammer Strength Ab Destroyer.

Oh yeah....puff...puff....spring wedding....grunt...grunt...maybe 100 people ( Read more... )

I do belive when your 25 floors up teh sun DOES in fact come up a little faster than, say, the 11th floor.  I witnessed this this AM ( Read more... )

I'm 25 floors up....in the concrete jungle called Vancouver...Im looking at teh city below...watching th ecars cross the Burrard Street Bridge, watching all teh frantic people try to get to where their going faster...and I'm listening to the sweet caress of vocal house brought to me by none other than Nate Jones....DJ extraordinare....drinking ( Read more... )