The Lapdog 

Why Do I Want What I Can’t Have?

There’s a guy. I mean, there’s always a guy, but it’s a guy that I’ve not introduced you to already. It’s not The Guy I Couldn’t Get Rid Of (who I still haven’t dumped, by the way) or The Really Beautiful Man. The guy I want to talk about today is Number 19, otherwise known as The Lapdog. We love each to death, but every time we’ve tried to give our relationship a go it just hasn’t worked. I struggle to commit to him, probably still because I’m always pining…

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The Lapdog 

The Pros and Cons of The Lapdog

“You should write a pros and cons list for him. Then you’ll know what makes sense.” My coworker told me to stop moping and make some decisions. She’s right about making some decisions; I definitely need to do that. I’m still dating The Guy I Couldn’t Get Rid Of, but it’s The Lapdog still weighing heavily on my mind. I’m starting to worry that I’m letting good guys pass me by because I’m too busy paying attention to the things that don’t feel right. But things should feel right ……

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My Mr. Grey The Guy I Couldn't Get Rid Of The Lapdog 

Biting Me in the Ass!

Today, all the man-juggling I’d been doing recently turned around and bit me right on the ass. We all knew it was going to happen eventually, right? I’m still up in the air with the whole My Mr. Grey thing, but since he couldn’t make up his mind what was going on and left me dangling, I figured I’d get on with life. Not in a deliberate I’m-going-to-find-someone-new way, but in a carry-on-like-before way. But it’s all gotten a little bit … complicated.   THE GUY I COULDN’T GET RID…

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My Mr. Grey One Ball The Guy I Couldn't Get Rid Of The Lapdog 

My Men: The Update

After a conversation at work today, I realised the men in my life were a mess and more than a little confusing. For my own benefit, as well as to keep you all in the loop, I have decided to try and make sense of what is going on. There’s My Mr. Grey …  I haven’t really been paying My Mr Grey a lot of attention these days. I don’t have the patience to deal with him while he figures out what he really wants. I adore him, I tell him…

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Big Love My Mr. Grey One Ball The Guy I Couldn't Get Rid Of The Lapdog 

Happy New Year’s Eve!

This time last year, on December 31st, 2011, I made some New Year’s resolutions: * I wanted to give up smoking. * I also wanted to avoid falling in love with the following people – drug addicts, compulsive liars, cheaters, wife-beaters, emotional fuck-ups, attention seekers, and general fucktards. It was all very Bridget Jones, but I remember feeling very strong about the resolution I made as I posted it to Facebook. * I also said that I’d get my shoe-buying habit in check. So … how did I do with…

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One Ball The Lapdog 

The Riding Crop, The Proposed Threesome and a Brown Derby

One Ball has been and gone again. He’s gone back to his army base, a good two-hours drive away from where I live, and we’ve made no more plans to see each other for at least another four weeks. Four long and miserable weeks. I forgot just how much long-distance relationships sucked. As always, I slept perfectly for the entire time he was here. No nightmares, no random waking up in the middle of the night, just blissful rest and sleep. Well, it was almost blissful; there was one night…

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The Lapdog 

May 13th, 2012 – The Lapdog: Get Outta My Head

He’s in my head again. The Lapdog, I mean. We’ve communicated recently, and I saw his girlfriend walking past earlier when I was outside work, having a quick smoke with my sister. It didn’t help that I came home and went through a bunch of files I have on my computer, coming across a few letters I’m pretty sure I never gave him. These were from before I started my blog, but I thought, rather than waste them, I should publish them. This one is dated May 13th, 2012: Hi,…

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Big Love Number 35: The Take-Me-To-The-Woods-Guy One Ball The Lapdog 

April showers – It’s Raining Men!

Something’s going on here, I’m not entirely sure what. My head is all over the place. I think I need to get it down in print to clear my head. It feels like I haven’t blogged in such a long time and I have so much to catch you up on. I warn you, peeps, this could turn into a really long blog post. We’ll start with the P-word. Period. It seemed like it’d been such a long time since I had a period, so I thought I’d better check…

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Fiction (ish) The Lapdog 

I Miss My Twenties

An ex-fling thing put some pictures of him and his fiancée on Facebook today, all dressed up and ready to go out, and I had so many thoughts that I felt it might be fun to write a few of them down.  Couples get a bit weird once they’ve been together for a while, don’t they? The Facebook album titled “The Big Night Out” ends up sprinkled with an unhealthy amount of nice hotel bathroom shots, images of towels folded into weird shapes on freshly-made beds, photos of plates of…

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The Lapdog True Tales 

Harder

Soooooo, do you remember a blog post I shared a little while ago called I Miss My Twenties? Well, it seems that if you talk about ’em, they’ll pop up. And pop up he did … This blog post is dedicated to him. ***** You always seem to message me on Saturday nights. I’m guessing that’s because Saturday night was always our night. Everyone else would be out partying, but not us. We’d be sat in your car somewhere, talking shit, kissing, touching, listening to music. I’m listening to our…

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