Follow a young single man’s quest to court women in the big city and all the good and bad that comes with it.
“Pussy smelling like cool ranch Doritos” isn’t a phrase that one hears very often, if ever. It’s a line from a Danny Brown song called “Monopoly,” but it also applies to the nether regions of one very nice young lady…
A thick fog laid heavy on my conscious following the deed. It was a mixture of apathy and guilt, and I had a lot of trouble falling asleep that night. All of this despite the fact that it was close…
I took my mind off of a girl by way of a high school football game and some subpar Mexican food.
I barely left my apartment this weekend.
Last Friday I learned that some people do not share my ironic sense of detachment.
Sometimes it’s good to take the high road.
I just got called up to the majors.
Last night was not what I expected in the slightest.
A wedding and tough goodbye.
The calm before the storm.