summer reruns at the fringe!
Category Archives: the wayback machine
exposing myself beneath a teeny weeny designer trenchcoat
There are baby bread crumbs in my bed.
World looking in
I’ve wondered this aloud before, wondering it aloud again: if Q and I didn’t share this blog, what would I share about my relationship with him in this space? On my sarcasticfringe.com blog, I had days when I threw up all over certain entries, but that was mainly about the depression. I don’t remember giving…
