Smug Singleton: Squashing romantic potential since always. 

Twitter stalking a man while tired = accidentally “liking” a tweet then quickly UN-liking it but knowing Twitter probably notified him = BRB, crawling into a hole and dying.

(BTW, I had a crush. I mean…I have to go die now, so past tense, but it was a good 48 hours.)

It’s possible I’m too old to twerk…

Well… I mean, come on… It’s been far too long since I’ve publicly embarrassed myself.

Frisky Friday: Girls Night Out Striptease Dance Party:

In case you don’t have Facebook (and GOOD for you, fight the power!), there’s more info on the venue site.