After months of careful consideration and much needed encouragement from friends, I have chosen to render the myriad of seemingly endless scenarios in which I find myself into some (hopefully) cohesive collection.
These thoughts and experiences will be personal. They will provoke an excruciating exploration into what it means and feels like to be a woman in a treacherous landscape of dating, love, and sex. They will also forcibly create an extensive excavation of my experiences with men: some times I will find elusive treasure; some times I will find remnants of vivacious lives, once lived with passion and adventure; some times I will search endlessly with hope, only to have my efforts be fruitless; and still other times I will find crap -- totally, utterly useless crap.
This blog is about The Men Who...
To the men who excite, arouse, infuriate, tempt, challenge, kiss, debate, entice, lure, love, and irk me...
To the men who I've loved, befriended, hated, fucked, made love to, flirted with, satiated physically, satiated emotionally, cared for, and pined after...
To the jerks, heathens, deadbeats, mamas' boys, douches, nice guys, academics, intellectuals, sons of bitches, elitists, and to "the perfect guys"...
To all the men I've been snarky to... (yes, this one deserves its own line)
To all the men that have meant very little or the entire world to me -- in one way or another, this blog is about you. You are the demons of the mind and heart that plague me, but that also -- according to what will fill these infinite web pages -- provide excellent reading material.
I hope that this journey I've chosen to embark on will at the very least provide some enjoyment for those who chose to come along with me
always,
rogue
These thoughts and experiences will be personal. They will provoke an excruciating exploration into what it means and feels like to be a woman in a treacherous landscape of dating, love, and sex. They will also forcibly create an extensive excavation of my experiences with men: some times I will find elusive treasure; some times I will find remnants of vivacious lives, once lived with passion and adventure; some times I will search endlessly with hope, only to have my efforts be fruitless; and still other times I will find crap -- totally, utterly useless crap.
This blog is about The Men Who...
To the men who excite, arouse, infuriate, tempt, challenge, kiss, debate, entice, lure, love, and irk me...
To the men who I've loved, befriended, hated, fucked, made love to, flirted with, satiated physically, satiated emotionally, cared for, and pined after...
To the jerks, heathens, deadbeats, mamas' boys, douches, nice guys, academics, intellectuals, sons of bitches, elitists, and to "the perfect guys"...
To all the men I've been snarky to... (yes, this one deserves its own line)
To all the men that have meant very little or the entire world to me -- in one way or another, this blog is about you. You are the demons of the mind and heart that plague me, but that also -- according to what will fill these infinite web pages -- provide excellent reading material.
I hope that this journey I've chosen to embark on will at the very least provide some enjoyment for those who chose to come along with me
always,
rogue
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