Day 7. To My Old, Perverted Grandpa. On His Birthday.
He’s not that old, but boy is her perverted. My Grandpa is a very unique man. He was born in Oklahoma, to a family so poor that he would work in […]
He’s not that old, but boy is her perverted. My Grandpa is a very unique man. He was born in Oklahoma, to a family so poor that he would work in […]
I wouldn’t say I hate shopping, I’m just saying that if I had to choose between shopping and getting a paper cut on the inside of my pinky toe then […]
Except my toothbrush. That’s just mine. I’d say I’m pretty good with sharing, well, now I am. I mean, it’s a lot easier to share with the most beautiful woman […]
I love fighting. I always have. My Girl, on the other hand, does not. I grew up in a pretty sketchy, dangerous town right in between Oakland and San Jose. […]
Or so they say. She told me that once. Many, many years ago. We weren’t able to see each other for a few days, and somewhere within that long, lonely […]
I’d like mornings better if they started later. ~Unknown I’d like to say I was the one who coined that quote. But maybe it was my girl… If there’s one […]
Today is actually day 3,078. Its been almost 9 years since I first met the love of my life. It feels weird to think that even way back then, I […]
“Boyfriend”. We’ve all been there. At least once. When we met, in fifth grade, the word “boyfriend” was acceptable. I was only 9 at the start (and awkward as can […]