Our Relationship with Ourselves
How do we balance humanness while navigating technology?
Apparently I don't know how to blog either.
I mean I was feeling all rad and everything because my first blog post held a stamp mark was from 3:00 today but now I accidently deleted that post (because I duplicated it to try and create a second blog post and then deleted the old one and $*#$*&$&&#^$@*#!*$&). Sorry I had a moment. Anyways, good news is my first post was completely plagiarizing myself from jotform:
I struggle with pacing in modern dating.
Is it my perimenopausal brain? Or that I probably never rebounded from "mommy brain" (and she's almost into the double digits)? I kept messing up at first because I couldn't figure out how to SWIPE LEFT versus SWIPE RIGHT. Then, the sinister online dating dieties decided some apps would use shapes and colors... just when I had mastered that right side is "yes" (I think?). Also, what's with the friend function?
After Dessert Drinks
Anonymous guest contributions... it doesn't end with cake you know.... It only gets better!
Life of a MAD F*ckg*rl (by Rosé)
You know how Taylor Swift gets to be a showgirl? She was intentional about the album cover and all that jazz...I didn't mean to start out as a f*ckg*rl. I'm actually quite the opposite in almost all the ways someone could be. Even the men on the roster, I'm not sure they'd label be a f-girl but I think it's what I've become... but now the habit has become extraordinarily hard to shake.
Public Service Announcement (by Port)
I get lots of first "encounters" (calling it a "date" or even a "meeting" gives this too much credit). Has anyone noticed that there's ALWAYS A MEGA BOMB that they are hiding? I can almost see the calculations in their brains as they are trying to decide when to drop that bomb on me- BECAUSE THERE IS ALWAYS A MEGA BOMB.
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