I am in my 40s now, and on the verge of a new decade. That time has gone so quickly. It is horrific to read the things I wrote as a 25 year old. There is poetry in the writing, but it’s embarrassing. But I think more embarrassing than my behaviour - which was exploratory and forgivable; they are the things that made me - is that I’m embarrassed by ( Read more... )

Yus has a term that is part of his vocabulary and psyche lately "grown up". "We've grown up," "you were very grown up when we met," "it's very grown up ( Read more... )

I was delighted to discover that my live journal account was still active. It's been 9 years since then, and although many things have happened, some things have not moved on in a decade. But that's about to change. The same people still haunt me, things are complicated, things were a mess, but it's time to move on. I was in my 20s, stupid and ( Read more... )

On the back of my chocolate and red meat post, Chem surprised me the next day and took me to a wonderful Argentinian steak restaurant. It doesn't take much to make me happy, juicy blue steaks and a bottle of rioja, and we smooched all the way through the meal. I'm sure we looked sickening. Lala land is such a wonderful place to be ( Read more... )

Poly is difficult. Scheduling is difficult. Don't want to see them one day after another. Seems more respectful to leave at least a day between them ( Read more... )

I think I'm not emotionally mature or sophisticated enough to handle poly ( Read more... )

The chemisist and I are on a slow burn. Not in the right place for anything and we love our singledom too much. Its been nice having him keep me company in my brain this week ( Read more... )

I love clever men. The chemisist is clever, but not just book clever, clever without having to work hard at it. He is a science man and loves it. He is also a struggling junkie soul and beautiful. He feels a lot and is not shy to love people ( Read more... )

My life is like a telenovela, or at best the OC without the sunshine, or so I would want to believe ( Read more... )

Turo took me dancing last night. In the SATC vein, he was my 'gay boyfriend' until we fell out because he offended my intelligence. Things never really healed properly until yesterday, when we confided to each other what we were up to and what dirtiness we were commiting ( Read more... )