It’s possible to get butterflies while on the internet*

In a fit of drunken lust/irresponsibility/boredom on Tuesday, I booked a one-way ticket to LA and here I am… in the sexy dojo once again. Where is the corporate, responsible Beth of a few months ago? Last time we saw her, she was buying pencil skirts from Banana Republic and analyzing powerpoints. [...]

Just kicking down the cobblestones

That’s it.  I’m just going to stop even unpacking my suitcase at this point.  I am clearly allergic to being in my apartment for more than two nights in a row.  I just got back from LA two days ago and I already have plans to go up to The Lawyer’s tomorrow for some serious [...]

Head Over Flats: Part 2 of 2

PUMP THE BRAKES!  PUMP THE BRAKES!
That.  Is what I want to say to life right now.  I can hardly keep up!  Orrrr maybe everything is a blur because I am super distracted with this thing:

What a cute thing!
So back to what I was thinking before I left and then I will get to some juicy [...]

Head Over Flats: Part 1 of 2

“Does it bother you that I’m shorter than you?” he asked, glancing back at me over his shoulder and squeezing my hand as we walked to the car.
I blinked at him a few times in the California sun.  The question didn’t register at first.  Bother me?  How could anything about this man possibly bother me?
I [...]

Face Time!

I’m pretty busy tending to my blog heart out in LA right now, but the amazing Not My Real Mom has been kind enough to fill in for me.  Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be wrapped up in this crazy blog world and NOT be a blogger?  Also, have you [...]

I leave today.

September 21, 1996

I like to call this one:  The one where I get a little TOO honest with my diary and resort to white out.

Luckily, I have been able to decipher the first white out block.  The second one is still a mystery, but the first one is amazing… read:
Sep, 21, 1996
Dear Diary,
Hi!  The other day [my [...]

The Attraction Continuum

I’ve openly admitted before that I am very, very picky.  I’ve exasperated more than one friend with my picky antics in the past.  But, I’m not picky like a lot of people are… that is, I don’t have my list of “must-haves” in an ideal partner and I don’t really have any defined deal-breakers.  (Although, [...]

What happens when you are me: Part 2 of 2

So, I totally effed up and skipped a part of the story… REWIND.
All-of-a-sudden, it’s 8 p.m. and I realize Mike is nowhere to be seen… I text him “Are you here?” and hit send.  
(Here is the part I forgot)
Mike texts me back almost immediately:  ”Yea!  On the dance floor!”
A little irritated that we are [...]

What happens when you are me: Part 1 of 2

This story needs one preface and one backstory before I can fully launch it into space.  Lezzgo.
Preface:  Rhode Island is a tiny state (If you didn’t know that, please stop reading this blog as you are in 5th grade and a minor).  When you go out on the town, it is common to see people [...]