Muscle, muscle mom. I wanna be a muscle mom
So I didn’t go to Bachata. Again! But this time I really do have a reason. I went to bed the previous evening and then had a hellish day with Roz. She’s currently going...
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just one more pair of boots…
Ah, Salsa. How I love to dance. As I mentioned last week, I was getting myself all geared up for the Maynooth weekend Salsa school. I’ve been going there every June since its inception...
Bus rides and coffee and more.
It’s been an eventful two weeks. Dare I say I’ve finally made a (gulp!) friend? This is the girl I met on the bus a few weeks back. There’s this policy on Dublin bus...
Dating is such sweet sorrow.
A while back, I told you I was going on two dates…well, they finally happened. I didn’t write about them earlier because, to be honest, there wasn’t anything to write about. We kept postponing...
the best ship is friendship…or so I’ve heard.
I’m tired of trying to make new friends, and I’m tired of not having enough friends. See, here’s the thing. I’ve never really been good at making friends anyway. I’ve always been the sort...
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