Don’t Call It A Comeback

So, after being asked by all of the three people in my life who actually read this blog to write a post, I’ve decided to make a comeback. Albeit a small one.

I’ve been wracking my brains trying to figure out what I could possibly write about that would be entertaining, yet informative. But the truth is, my life just hasn’t been the same since I deleted Tinder. 

If you don’t count doing the things that actually matter – like spending time with girl friends and traveling/exploring this beautiful state – my life is flat-out boring now. And what fun would a post about how absolutely happy I am to have my amazing friends in my life be on this blog? You’ve all read at least one of those previous posts, and we all know this isn’t exactly the place for sunshine and rainbows and my life is so great! Look at how happy I am! 
Les-bi-honest, that shit is boring. Although I love each and every one of my friends and every second of the time we spend together, it doesn’t exactly make for a hilariously entertaining read. (Mostly because the things we talk about could never be repeated on a post that my mother reads – sorry, Mom! You know I love you!) 

However, I thought I could give a slight update and maybe some insight into the goings-on of the lesser publicized side of the Life of Emily. 

2016 started off rough. I got dumped by one of the most boring guys I’ve ever dated but to whom I was still reasonable attracted, charged over $1000 for a rental car in Spain and had to put two new tires on my car thanks to all the damn Charlotte construction workers leaving metal things in the roads.

And that was all before February even started.

This summer wasn’t that much better. I had to put Oscar down, my bunny I’ve had for five years. I had to buy another new tire, thanks, yet again, to the roads in the wonderful industrial ghetto that is the neighborhood in which I work. And I still can’t seem to find a somewhat emotionally stable person (that I am also attracted to – that part is important) to stick around for longer than a month. I’m a bat-shit crazy headcase, and they say opposites attract, so I need someone to balance me out, right??

Anyway. No such luck. 
I also registered to take a web development class at one of the many colleges in Charlotte to further my coding skills and maybe be able to take on some freelance work. However, in a move I should have known was going to happen because I’ve only been dating for 15 years now, I let myself get excited about it, and the class was canceled due to low enrollment. Well played, Universe. You got me! Definitely didn’t see that one coming!
And of course, no other school in Charlotte is offering anything close that I am able to take with my work schedule, so I’m shit out of luck for the fall semester. 
So what’s a girl to do?
Get back on Tinder?? 
I’ve been considering it. At least my life (and possibly my blog) would be interesting again. 
Although, I have to say, I’m not sure I’m ready to be treated like a piece of meat by “men” who would never have the balls to say to a woman in person what they feel is appropriate to say when hiding behind a screen. 
Anyway, stay tuned. I’ll probably end up there before the month is over, and I’m sure there will be a story or two to follow. 

2 thoughts on “Don’t Call It A Comeback

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  1. We lead parallel lives in different states. I have always said this. Carry on, strong soldier. I'll let you know when my book comes out. I think you'll like it (ps. I've only got an outline at this point. lol)

  2. Love it! My friends and I have been in the talks of actually writing a compilation of some of our best stories (under a pseudonym of course). ; )

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