1. I am very easily impressed and turned on by men who cook for me. Like, the actual physical process of watching a man prepare me a meal from scratch...*melts*
2. I'm really happy that shit didn't get weird between me and J, and that he still thinks we're close enough friends that he can make dinner for me and J***.
3. That being said, I can't yet handle hanging out with him and his new girlfriend, which is sad because I think she's really cool. But she came over after dinner and I had no idea she was coming and as soon as she got there I felt like someone had injected me with a giant shot of awkward and I was actually dying to rush out of there.
Inside the mind of a kind of quirky, pretty stubborn, way too opinionated, twenty-something, heteroflexible Black female newly employed up-and-moved-to-DC Princeton GRADUATE who's just trying to sort out her life. An uninhibited celebration of all that is me, this blog is an exercise in self-discovery and live-with-your-heart-wide-open-ness. Though I make respect a habit, I will not always be politically correct, and I believe in the power of making audiences uncomfortable to inspire change.
Monday, November 22, 2010
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