Category Archives: Bear

Babe, Do You Want Me to Call You an Ambulance?

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Okay, so the title is a tad dramatic, but I’ll get to that in a moment. I shall start today’s tale by telling you I’m sat at Bear’s dining room table, Mac in front of me, his rock music playing in the background. I’m drinking my coffee, tapping away, as… Read more »

All Clear.

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So …. Remember I said that dating a schizophrenic would be easy? Famous last words, right? Okay, admittedly I’m being a tad overdramatic here, but Bear is pissing me off a tad. Just a tad though, nothing to worry about. Yet. I’ve been super busy, and pretty under the weather… Read more »

Bear.

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Ahhhhhhhhhh! I don’t know how I do it – I have these AMAZING great first dates. And in a world where bad dates are the norm, these good dates are something else. SOMETHING ELSE ENTIRELY!  In case you hadn’t already figured it out, I am fucking excited. We went to… Read more »