*blue balls not included.
Dating in Cleveland. Feh! Of course, life and luck would have it that I would meet someone more than wonderful a few weeks before my move. We had a fun Sunday during the Browns game, a blast Tuesday night at D&B (watch out for those treelawns), and nothing better than A. Jacks while hanging out on a cold, rainy Thursday afternoon (next time I’m bringing the Honeycomb).
I don’t like Chinese Food.
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This blog is about pursuit: a transplanted Clevelander (me) in a new city (that's you, Pittsburgh!), pursuing the role of a self-employed copywriter, becoming a roller derby badass and somehow merging all my to-do items into one ever-growing Bucket List.
And of MY boyfriend. His blue balls started this mess.
