The stigma of bisexuality. Monosexism at it’s best.
Let’s get into this whole bisexual thing. Because apparently it is a “thing”. Or so I keep being told by lesbians. Or straight people. I’ll succumb to my heteronormative rights and hide behind a man apparently. Or I’m just greedy.…
Quarter mile high club? – Road Tripping Memories
Following on from my last fuck filled night in Vegas – our jaunt out of Vegas was just as much fun on the Greyhound. We were seedy, hung over like hell and hadn’t eaten anything by the time we loaded the bus…
What happens in Vegas…
Ends up on my blog. Damn straight. My last night in Vegas was definitely something to write home about. Or possibly not. You see, I had this greyhound pass. That for a month let me get on and off greyhounds at…
Day 2 in Vegas – Road Trip Memories
So I woke up the following day and decided that I was going to walk from downtown to the strip. It couldn’t be that far right? I strolled out to find two cute bicycle mounted… Well police or whatever they…
Vertigo – The land of the wobbly
This has been my life. For the last week and a half. The world has gone all pear shaped and when I try to walk forwards I end up going backwards. My brain keeps screaming at my body to turn…