I’ve made a comic (for my new book) out of all the dates I’ve had for the past 3 months and I’m realizing that the only reason I want to go on dates anymore is to make a comic out of them. so hopefully they’re all really bad so I can have a good story
looking, always looking for reasons to get excited about dating again
the guy I went on a date with tonight said “can I see the comic if you make one about our date?” and I had to change the subject/not respond because he might be really bummed if I showed him what I drew
I have a friend named Jennifer and if I talk to her/am around her for long enough I get Jenny From The Block by Jennifer Lopez stuck in my head. IT’S HORRIBLE
Playing with Achilles’ heart
I tell her I love her all the way to Pluto and back but Pluto is it a planet anymore so technically my love is nonexistent. She’ll never figure that out
I matched with a cutie on Bumble whose profile says “only Spanish.” Meaning this dude doesn’t speak English. I’m up for the challenge? It has been 20 minutes and I haven’t unmatched him yet (rarely happens. seriously) and 🙌🏼 Google Translate
I just sold a book to the guy that came to my house trying to sell me pest-control. HA. When the customer becomes the vendor He was also very cute so I followed him in my car to give him a water bottle. It was creepy (who’s surprised??)
I’ve made a comic (for my new book) out of all the dates I’ve had for the past 3 months and I’m realizing that the only reason I want to go on dates anymore is to make a comic out of them. so hopefully they’re all really bad so I can have a good story
looking, always looking for reasons to get excited about dating again
easy, free ways to add fun in your day
. transfer into/out of your wheelchair from the opposite direction.
. fall to the ground and get back in your chair with your eyes closed.
. take apart/reassemble your wheelchair (to drive a car) without bending your wrists.
. caterpillar-rolling into bed from your collaterally parked wheelchair
sometimes - rarely, but sometimes - paralyzed people have more fun
good thing Dad dated 400 girls in high school/college because some of them are buying my book now
my friend frowny-Brenda at the post office
used to only frown at me.
but last time I went in there I called her “my girl” and she smiled - I saw she has braces.
today I went in and called said “hello pretty girl” and “I’m happy to see you” and she smiled BIGGER, I saw she has rubber bands in her braces.
I don’t know what the next step is. I might have to kiss her soon
progress: I invited her to my party (she couldn’t come but accepted the invitation with a smile), she waves to me when I come in, remembered Achilles’ name, and remembered my name.
moral of the story: learning people’s names makes a difference&accelerates friendship. I didn’t even have to kiss her but I still might
(jk) (or am I?)
my publisher said that I’ve thrown more book parties then any of his other authors (another party happening next week, too). I love parties who is surprised.
Good news for my (3) Tumblr followers:
I’ve been going back in time and making comic strips of tumblr posts, ultimate goal of making it into a book. (Some funny, some serious, some sad, etc. It’s a good mix)
TODAY I SHOWED IT TO MY PUBLISHER AND HE APPROVED MY IDEA FOR A SECOND BOOK.
Exciting, fun, lots more work to do. Love you, babies
I have an attractive man volunteering at all of my sports teams. This is a thing now, I guess.
Rowing: Tim. He knows I think he’s a babe but hasn’t asked me on a date. My interest is fading.
Tennis: CJ. He knows I think he’s a babe but “unfortunately I have a girlfriend.” okay, fine.
Lacrosse: Colin. Tonight was the first practice so I’ll give it 2 more weeks until he knows I think he’s a babe. I am too obvious/there’s no such thing as a “keep to yourself” with these people. it’s pretty fun.
Handcycling: first practice is mid July. My hopes are high.
sometimes I fill up Achilles’ (completely dry) water bowl or (totally empty) food bowl and she drinks/eats for 5 immediate minutes after it’s filled. it makes me angry
I was interviewed by CBS6 today, snorted in so many shots.
let’s
see
if they cut that out.
This is a test.
one snort, one big ol’ snort at the beginning of the video. perfect and beautiful
I was interviewed by CBS6 today, snorted in so many shots.
let’s
see
if they cut that out.
This is a test.
on a smaller scale
my happiness is measured by how many places I can sing Beyoncé out loud (like, loud). Right now, 3: my house, my car, in the neighborhood on my handcycle. searching for a man who will love my singing voice then I will peak. searching, still searching