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You can’t all be writers. Some of you must become blue collar workers. My blue collar bf made me a coffee table and now I get to think fondly of him when I look at it in my living room (I was likely thinking fondly of him before that anyways).
He has no idea I brag about him and that table at least 3 times a week.
Sep 18, 2024
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I’m at the workshop of some guy to get a jacket chain stitched. The workshop is in a building behind a house in Chicago. If you’ve been around here, you know what I’m talking about. The artist is this British dude that has very wild energy. Kind of reminds me of that dude from Idles, but smaller. Looks like he doesn’t shower.
So I brought him a jacket and he completely disassembled it. I start freaking out because I remember that I already have a deal with a different artist (I am actually working with IRL). At one point his mom is there and he kicks us out? So I’m just chilling in the backyard with his mom while she’s on a swing and I’m sitting at one of the many lined up picnic tables.
When he was done it was an incredibly beautiful and creative jacket, far beyond what I had asked. I realize that I was still getting my husband jacket made by the other artist, but this jacket was for me. I hadn’t even paid. I was worried about paying for another jacket. I was confused why he made something so intricate. Did this guy love me? Did I love him? I sat on him and kissed him. He tasted like cigarettes. I started leaving and he asked if I wanted to make babies and I said I already had some.
Jul 16, 2024
My partner and I met when we were freshman at the University of Iowa. We both lived in English major housing. One day, I went over to talk to my friend Ryan, a few doors down, and I saw Charlie leaning on his chair. They had long brown hair that was perfectly straight and a rich curtain of bangs. They had absurdly blue eyes. They were the hottest person I had ever seen and I decided that they were going to see a lot of me.
Unfortunately, Ryan was shy and Charlie was shyer making it hard to start conversations. So I listened, really really carefully for a chance to be combative. If I heard Charlie say anything I would disagree. If I heard them in the hallway, I would run it in front of them and “fall“ down the stairs. I did everything I could so they would have to talk to me! Pretty soon, we were in the same Intro to English major and then we were talking regularly (I was still annoying because that’s just the kind of person I am).
Then we went on a date to a pasta place, then we moved in together, then they saved my life, then we adopted a cat. And we lived like that for 10 years. Last year we got married in a historic theatre 15 minutes from where we first met. Today is our one year wedding anniversary.
Oct 14, 2024
This is the photo that I stare at longingly as we talk on the phone. I miss him terribly right now.
We met outside of a funny little bar (Avant-Garde in Ottawa) during a break in sets where everyone was smoking outside. I actually came to see his friend’s band but he and his friends were absolutely tearing up the dance floor. I decided to go up and talk to the cute ginger boy (lover boy, Cam) and the goofy guy from the band (Noah) and they told me about a DJ set Noah was doing the next Friday. Cam never got my number so I had to go, obviously. He finally got my instagram (make better choices, ask for their number) that night and I dmed him and asked what he was doing the next day - he was going to read on his balcony. I’d learn later that this man is a very avid reader (love). I asked to join and that was our first date! He’s the first person to ever cook for me, and he even set me up on a chair and with a baguette with olive oil and balsamic vinegar. We dated for the rest of the summer, about two months, then I went back to school in a different city and we parted ways.
He thought we’d never talk again but I hit him up whenever I came back to town and even asked if he’d like to spend a couple of days cooped up when I was back on winter break. He said yes and we drank wine and watched good movies and ate grapefruits. That weekend together brought us really close.
I wasn’t in Ottawa the next summer but I did spend two weeks completely alone in Kakabeka Falls between forestry contracts in Northern Ontario. Those weeks I called him most days for hours despite us not having really talked in months.
Then I came back to Ottawa for an internship this September. I’ve always been really weird about relationships, so I told him I just wanted to be friends. So we were, but also we would *platonically* share the twin bed I had at the time when it was late and I didn’t want him to spend exorbitant amounts of money getting home.
He actually told me he wanted to be with me in October, but I was scared and said he wasn’t what I wanted. We stayed friends.
December 21st I wanted to go see my favourite local band (Baby Richman) back at Avant-Garde. They have a super psychadelic sound and one of my roommates gave me shrooms to take. I was supposed to go with my other roommate, but she cancelled last minute. Not wanting to lightly trip alone in public, I invited Cam. The night was great, but when the music ended I didn’t want to stay out. I wanted to lie in my soft bed, feel my soft cotton pyjamas, and look up at my twinkly lights. Lying on my bed with Cam, we talked for hours. I cried at how beautifully he described his family’s Christmas traditions. That night I realized just how much I want to be an integral part of his life. We were a year and a half in the making.
He is wonderful. He’s funny, incredibly smart, and inspires me to improve every day. He also always stuck around, despite many efforts to push something so good away. I am so lucky to be reunited with him in July.
May 26, 2025
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Using your lungs for good and bad. Cancelling out the smoke with cardio. The bliss of a cigarette while walking through a big city in the fairly cold weather is an experience I can only describe as joyous and freeing.
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A freezing commute and a breeze going up my pants is no match for the warmth of a tall sock. Nobody knows I have such tall socks on, but I do… and I am happy about it.
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