Five Nights at Mo’s

There’s a bar in my neighborhood called Mo’s. In fact, it’s the only bar in my hood. It’s a cute bar, circular in shape, conducive for conversations with strangers. I’m hooked on their taco salads (sauce on the side), consistent with my vodka sodas (Tito’s with three orange slices, please) and crushing on the hot bartender with the bad boy vibe. If you’ve read my […]

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Suck It, 2016

I’m a pretty upbeat girl. I’m not a big complainer. I believe that life is glorious. I tend to see the glass as half-full (and I’m capable of pouring more vino if it’s not). And I have become adept at picking myself up, dusting my LulaRoe leggings off, and moving on after a messy fall. And then there was 2016. I’ve been dating for three years now, after […]

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The Problem with Texting

Once upon a time, there was dating without texting. There was also that “talking on the phone attached to the kitchen wall” shit – a thorn in every horny teenager’s side. Everyone from that era was relieved to see phone cords disappear. But texting? That’s a colossal beast I’ve not quite tamed, and as far as I’m concerned, it could disappear tomorrow and […]

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