I knew he was trouble. I knew his reputation. He always bought the drinks. He always drank too much. I'd see him with one girl or another. Then he came to my bar during my shift. He asked me who I was and what I did for a living. His voice was soft and intimate. … Continue reading it’s his game but I have the advantage
To my friends and family that follow along, sorry for going silent for a month! Here's a quick update.
I'm lonely, and that's good because I'm still looking. I'm lonely and that's good because I didn't do something I regret. I'm lonely, and that's good because I'm working on myself. I'm lonely, but I still love myself. I'm lonely, but I'm still happy.
Craigslist Dog, sit. Craigslist Dog, wait. Craigslist Dog, quit hitting the baby with your tail. The thing about Craigslist dogs is that they are special. Especially the one I re-homed. Charlie's original owners were dog people. They bred Dobermans. Yet when I asked her why they were getting rid of him, she replied that he … Continue reading craigslist dog
Charlie's a spoiled baby, but sometimes I'm reminded that he is in fact a large animal.