The Exercise of Reason
It was bound to happen sooner or later—and this, my friends, is why I should probably stop embarking upon pseudo-scientific “experiments.” Experiments, you see, require procedures,…
It was bound to happen sooner or later—and this, my friends, is why I should probably stop embarking upon pseudo-scientific “experiments.” Experiments, you see, require procedures,…
It’s over. The end. Finito. I don’t quite know what to do with myself now. It’s officially summer— I should be going to the beach or…
He wants to write to me. Like a proper, hand-written letter— envelope and all. Evidently I wasn’t the only one feeling completely mashed up inside after…
Let’s talk about kissing for a moment, shall we? As you might have noticed by now, I’m hesitant to say too much about my weekend with…
So in addition to Monday being The Day Date #7 Drove Back to His Side of the State, it was also the My First Day of…