Pretty girl! Any idea what cross she is? Depending on how big she is, I’d say GSD and some brindled breed, but I was told my Kia was a Shepherd cross and in her pictures on the shelter site, I thought, yeah, and then I got her, and she was much smaller than I expected. Australian Cattle Dog cross (with Aussie Kelpie,…

I’m still going into work, I work in a hospital, so...

I recognize the look on that dog’s face. It’s the same one Orion gives me when he thinks he isn’t getting enough attention.

Unfortunately, I can’t get a foster pet (we have had plenty in the past) because our dog is still on restricted activity from ccl surgery. But she’s really really really happy because we are home a lot!

My parents discovered I was gay at the end of my senior year of high school, right before graduation. My father beat me nearly unconscious and I literally ran out of the house with only the clothes I was wearing. I snuck back in twice to get some things, but it barely amounted to a suitcase’s worth of stuff.

I stayed…

I was traveling through Europe at the end of the study abroad, so I was lugging a huge suitcase from France, to Belgium, to Italy, to Greece, to England. Upon my arrival in Brussels, a man approached me and offered to carry my suitcase up the stairs. I declined, having learned in my time in Europe that men who offered…

This holiday season has basically been a microcosm of my complicated and sad relationship with my family, and it was pretty instructive to me. There’s some sentimental, irrational part of me that wants a normal, loving family, even though they’re a pack of narcissists and enablers. I get some ray of hope that there…

Hi Jezzies,

oh man it’s been a long day in the sun - forgot to post my cure for the blues!

No snark here at all. I’m 50 and been around a few blocks. My best advice is to plot your own path. I’ve been working at the same company for 13 years now. I liked my job, the company is solid, but was bored. Yes, it was stressful and busy, but I was still bored with what I was doing. I was good as hell at it and…

I find it’s best to go into that 4 day week with a letter of offer for a permanent job waiting on your desk and a 3 week European vacation booked for the following weekend. 

Drinking and a lot of it

Any Jeopardy nerds here?

Some of you have witnessed the last year of me waiting for my hard work to pay off and for things to actually start moving: work, divorce, moving out of my folks’ place, building a life somewhere rather than floating in limbo.

This week has been a FUCKING ROLLERCOASTER! Everything has started moving at a wild pace…

I have a migraine this weekend. Either as a result of being super-busy last weekend or the changing weather or allergies or a combination.

I mean, this is not that petty, but I stopped talking to a guy because he didn’t clean his cat box. Two cats, one box, no cares about cleaning it. I mean, the litter was all over the floor in his bathroom, it was just wrong. Poor kitties, ya know?

I dumped a guy because he didn’t like opera. I was gifted two tickets, and I visited him at work to excitedly tell him about it, to invite him to see it with me the following evening. He said he thought opera was dumb and I should take a friend instead.

His favorite band was Coldplay. He was perfectly nice and sweet.  But I just couldn’t...I mean Coldplay is fine, whatever. But out of EVERY band in the WORLD?  I still feel a little bad about it.

If you leave garbage on the counter, you deserve to be ghosted.

I broke up with a woman who invited me over for dinner, made me a lovely meal, then ordered me into the kitchen to do the dishes. Not like “hey can you help with the dishes” (which I’d have been more than happy to do) but “go wash dishes, I am going to watch tv while you do it”. It was the first (and only) time I’d be…