‘Lo. I’m back with the fifth and final (I think) installment of Truly, Madly, Deeply: JAZZ HANDS–er, a tale of a grrl and her ape. Before I start, though, I have to regale you with a funny/cringe-worthy anecdote about my mother. She’s here visiting for a month and a half. She called two days before… Continue Reading
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Truly, Madly, Deeply, Part IV: An Ode to Joy
Hello! You know the drill by now. Go read the previous posts of this stories, especially part III in order to be caught up with this thrilling tale of love, danger, espionage and–oh wait, it’s mostly about love. Where was I? Oh yes, musing about having Idle in my life. More on that later. For… Continue Reading
Truly, Madly, Deeply, Part III: Love, Actually
Hello, my gentle readers. Before we return to the enthralling saga of our heroine (moi) and her ape (Idle), I have a housekeeping note. Astute readers will realize that I changed the title of this series. Instead of attaching these new posts onto the old series, I decided they deserved a series of their… Continue Reading
Truly, Madly, Deeply, Part II: The Strange, Sweet Story of a Grrl and Her Ape
So. In my last post, I dropped the bombshell that I had met someone. If you haven’t read it yet, take five ten fifteen how ever long you need and look it over. Go on. Do it. Otherwise, this post won’t be as full an experience. Done? Good. As we last checked in with the… Continue Reading
Truly, Madly, Deeply, Part I: Friday I’m in Love
Hello, all. It’s been awhile, hasn’t it? Three months. Damn. There are cobwebs all over the place, and I’ve never been a good housekeeper. Hold on a second while I tidy up. Yes, that lamp goes there and this table needs a good dusting. There! I’m ready to post now. Last thing I wrote about… Continue Reading
De-si-i-i-re!
I want it all. After so many years of denying I want anything, that statement is a little frightening. Scratch that. That statement is a whole lotta frightening. I was raised to believe that I shouldn’t want anything. I am given what I’m given, and that is that. It’s partly Asian culture. It’s partly sexism… Continue Reading
The Ugly Truth
It’s my father’s birthday today. Or rather, it’s the day recorded as his birth. October 1st. His parents didn’t really know when he was born, so that’s the date they picked to put on his records. I had forgotten about it until approximately ten minutes ago, and then I thought about what to do. Normally,… Continue Reading
Dismantling Illusions
I am exhausted. Mentally, physically, emotionally, and spiritually. My sleep has been even more sporadic than usual, and I even when I get sleep, it doesn’t make me feel refreshed. I know it’s because as my therapist said, I’m doing some fucking heavy psychological work here. No, she didn’t say fucking, but she implied it,… Continue Reading
The Long Hard Road
The visit from my father is over. It was really difficult to get through, but it wasn’t impossible. Until the airport and dropping him off. I will get to that in a minute. The night I went to get him, he arrived around 11:30. We got home after midnight. We chatted some, and then I… Continue Reading
Not Going Out Like That
So. I took a nap today. That’s not unusual as I try to grab sleep whenever I can. The boys love it because they can sleep with me or on me or near me. Since I don’t let them in my bedroom, this is a treat, indeed. I don’t even mind (much) waking up to… Continue Reading