Sometimes I think about renouncing everything and becoming a nun

But then hot Irish waiter was hot and Irish and funny and charming and unforgettable Canadian is unforgettable*, so I change my mind.

Plus, Catholic nuns have to be…well…Catholic and Buddhist nuns have to shave their heads and I am still quite attached to this 4a/b I got going here. Alas…

*I was talking to a friend about my dating life in Canada, i.e. that it existed at all, and he laughed and said,
“You went and got your groove back!”
“No,” I said. “My  groove was just never here.”

Oh well American boys. Your loss.

About J.

A former twentysomething with a head full of curls and heart full of questions wondering: when we get to nirvana, will there be food?
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