Tag Archives: Dr. McPolar

lights, camera: Drama Queen!

Time to get back to a particularly putrid part of my dismal Dating Past (whilst we conveniently overlook the Dated Present). Well, not so much dating as relational hell. Which, it appears, I’ve a queer knack for f*cking up monumentally … Continue reading

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Dr McPolar: going down…

… part two After a somewhat ‘fateful’ beginning, I started to believe: yes, just maybe this was a good thing. Highly sceptical at the start, I waged a little internal war, arguing logically that although he was far from what … Continue reading

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eX-file: Dr McPolar

… an act in two parts The Players have been introduced and we’ve already started sauntering down memory lane with the help of some soundtracks but it’s probably time to give you a little more background info on these phenomenal … Continue reading

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for a song…

Yesterday’s post got me thinking about music and it’s mysterious message-in-a-bottle quality. Who hasn’t heard a song and immediately been teleported back in time to a place, person or specific event? As you might’ve deduced given how I keep harping … Continue reading

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let the games begin…

Now that I’ve made myself a whole bunch of useful lists to keep me on track (and off smack) to help navigate my Dating Future, I thought it might be fun (not to mention hysterical and highly educational) to trip … Continue reading

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