Fear & the American Firearm Fetish I was five years old when I first heard gunshots. My mom and I cowered behind the catering display in the meat department at our local...
Dating 2.0: Death by IndecisionI've been dating the same wonderful man for nearly four years now. We met in a cafe, where he handed me his card and asked me on a date....
What is the meaning of this? I'm not sure where this is going, but I'm taking you with me. I have no idea what I want this blog to be about. Self-improvement? Love?...